Well, we're in the midst of football season now and I must admit that I love it. Nothing suits me more on a Sunday afternoon than gazing out the window at the fading and falling leaves and hearing the shrill sound of the referee's whistles on TV. I haven't been a huge football fan since childhood; I followed it loosely with my mom in the 70's...she was a big Dallas Cowboys fan. As an adult, a vague knowledge of football affords me conversation points with my guy friends and it entertains me on weekend afternoons when my runs and swims are done. (I'm not riding right now; just focusing efforts on running and participating in and helping to teach a Masters' swim program).
I love Fall in general, although this year, I've felt that it's been slow in coming. Why are we still having 85+ degree weather mere days before Halloween? Running is the best in Fall. I don't feel as scant of breath and I can wear more clothes than what is merely modest. I've really been running quite a bit in recent weeks and am quite proud of my efforts. I'm running 4 days a week - 1 pool run, 1 interval day, 1 long run day and usually one run to preface my strength training. Sounds good, huh? Yesterday was a 'short' long run and it went horribly. I felt like I must've had lead in my shoes. Even today, my quads are sore. What's up with that? Well, I hope it gives way to great strength for my swim workout tonight with the Masters and my tempo run tomorrow.
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