The truth is today I got through my track run listening to one of my favorite Bruce Springsteen albums: Greetings From Asbury Park, NJ. I was listening to the end of yesterday's nostalgia playlist when "Blinded By The Light" came on and I realized just how much I missed this album. I will say this, I may not be a returning vet with PTSD after Vietnam, but the line "Hey gunnerman, that's quick sand it ain't mud..." in the song "Lost in the Flood," it captured just how I felt in that moment.
Because of road work in the neighborhood, I figured it was a good day to head to the track to get my four miles in. Have I mentioned I hate tracks? Not as much as treadmills but pretty damn close. When I run I see things. Sometimes it's the view from the river, small critters or even just other people. The track is just round and round and round in a circle. Today it was sticky and hot and empty as well.
But I did it. I didn't push myself but I got in my four miles today. Tomorrow is cross training day and Thursday is a rest day. My next scheduled day is a short run on Friday. It will be the day I try to up my running time as I'm growing comfortable with my run 1/4 mile/walk 1/4 mile. We'll see what the weather is like on Friday. One thing I do know, I'm glad to be getting back to running. I missed it so much.
