My solitude and I, often have a conversation...
(A direct translation of a beautiful poetry in another language. It loses some of its beauty when you translate it, so apologies if doesnot sound as awesome as the real deal.)
Tonight's run was like that..in solitude. It was a 7k planned run, the whole day had wierd weather with sporadic heavy rain, clouds clearing suddenly, wind blowing like crazy and suddenly quietening. I was praying for the no rain after work so I could be spared from being soaked. Later in the afternoon my sister txtd she wont be able to make it for the run. So, as usual after work, I changed into running clothes/shoes and drove home. I do that so I am not tempted to skip the run and make up thousand excuses for it.
Came home, did stretches in the garage, put a light jacket over my tshirt and off I went for warm up walk. It was chilly but the rain had stopped, yay lucky me! I made sure I had an early lunch and not to stuff myself as I did day before yesterday and struggled with 5k run.
Today I knew I could do 7k easy peasy, so I took the hilly 7k loop around my house which I have only done only 2times so far. 1st time I did it, I felt I was dying halfway through it. 2nd time it felt better. Today I noticed I pretty much kept almost the same pace for the whole run..even the hill near my home that I dread. I decided to tackle it at the end. It was not easy, I was very out of breath but I didnt slow down much and didnt die either.
The best part was the downhill straight after and straight to my home. Went for a 5mins cool down walk and back home.
Loved an hour of true 'me time' just concentrating on my run specially during uphills, rest of the time just thinking, letting my thoughts wander, people watching, feeling the weather, the surroundings..it was a good run!
My longest run
8 km run 
Anybody braving the wind and rain? 
