Just returned from another run. Same 1.5 mile route. Did it in about 13-14 minutes this time. I’m just using the clock on the wall, no stopwatch, thus the rough time. A little faster than last time, probably because I made the effort this time that whatever pace I started at I had to stay at. I would usually start off strong then fade back just a wee as I settled in; didn’t want that this time. What kept me going was the mental determination, and also remembering to really pick my leg up when I brought it forward — work those hip flexors!

Mentally I did find myself not wanting to do this run. I didn’t want to go out but forced myself. Half-way through I wanted to stop, but might as well finish because stopping now won’t get me home. Don’t know if it was just the feeling of the day or if it’s a greater signal. No matter. Like I said, I’ll just take running as it comes (or goes).

Also, I almost fell a couple of times.

I used to get irritated at joggers that would run on the road when there was a perfectly good sidewalk right next to them. Use the sidewalk, that’s what it’s there for, and it’s safer for everyone! But now I see why. The sidewalks are in all manner of unpassable state, especially when you’re travelling at a higher rate of speed. Sure, when I’m walking (my usual way of using the sidewalks) it’s no problem to avoid the cracks, the uneven pavement, all the crap growing in from the sides, the trees hanging down so low you have to limbo to get under them. But when running? It’s much harder to negotiate all that stuff, especially when running and you’re getting tired. I just kept all my Kuk Sool “nak bup” (falling principle) training in my head: just tuck and shoulder roll. I was on the sidewalk most of today, and debate if I’ll use the road. In general, I can see it, but a few years ago City of Austin resurfaced the neighborhood roads and there’s still lots of loose gravel all around (it’s a crappy way to resurface, but saves the city a lot of money *sigh*), and loose gravel isn’t much better underfoot.

Gotta jog a mile (and a half) in another man’s shoes….