When I come home from a run, I often say to RT and G that, "I feel like a new woman." My post run shower then makes me repeat this testament.
I love this feeling. It is honestly what started my running path. Feeling like a new woman with a new outlook is something that absolutely blows my skirt in just the right way. I still get this feeling during the winter, but motivating myself to get out the door and do it is so much more difficult. (Please note that I do not feel like a new woman after logging treadmill miles. NOT AT ALL.)
But today, today was perfect. Cool, crisp and just right. I did not have to push myself out the door. I did not have to take the big deep, dig down, just do it. I got out and by three minutes in, I knew why I was pounding the pavement.
One foot in front of the other. Before I knew it, I had gone fifteen. Fifteen mile and I think I really should have pounded out a few more.
I love that. I love running. I love it when the perfect running day comes in to play. And often, a perfect running day makes for a perfect all around day.