This post was written for and first appeared on One Foot In Reality.
After yesterday's day off, I wasn't sure how I would feel this morning, sometimes after a rest day, I feel...well loggy, kind of blah. Errr not this morning, we had bit of a thunder bumper last night, a nice amount of rain and even though I didn't sleep great, when I rolled over at 6:30 I felt refreshed and ready to go.
Did the morning dog walk and Bennie was acting a lot more like Bennie, so that was a good sign and when I took him out for our run at 8:30, he was raring to go, instead of the blah, do we have to attitude from a couple of days ago.
I didn't wan to push too hard (even though the weather was nice, it was still a little humid) and since Bean hadn't been feeling great this week, we just kind of went along at a nice pace. He wasn't in a hurry on the way out and we just plugged along.
It looks like the Stevens boy is going to put a home in on the hill pretty soon, so I wonder how that will affect/effect how the town plans to do maintenance on the section from the tar to the lower gate? It would be kind of nice to get the road in good enough shape to be able to run down there during the winter versus always having to head down to Pepin Way.
Oh well, I don't know if another house goes up heah is really progress, but it is what it is and I might just as well make the best of it.
The run was nothing special and we just kept at an 8:40 to 9:00 minute pace until on the way back we met Mary going out for her run. At that point Bennie decided it was time to show off or is it just be a pain in the arse. He started pulling on the leash, so going up Stevens Hill with a 25 pound pain in the ass pulling you sideways made for slow going up the hill. However, I did get to work on my procioception - always a good thing to work on, but not when it is humid and you are going up a hill.
Once we got around Howard, I ran up to the house and dropped Bennie off. He was not impressed and barked at me as I ran back down the driveway to meet Mary. It was getting too hot and I didn't want him to do too much his first day back out there. He was still pissed about being left behind.
I ran comfortably back downback and caught up with Mary on the flats by the big pine. Then I just ran with her back up to the house. We gabbed and talked about this or that. I just like running with her.
Once we got back to the house I needed another half mile or so to get an even 5.0 miles in for the first time since I screwed up my Achilles. So I kept running up past the speed limit sign and then turned around at my .25 mark. I thought about picking up the pace a little more, but the left leg told me it wasn't a great idea, so I just ran steady the rest of the way to the finish.
A nice run and the leg didn't feel too bad. I am still at about 60%, but that is better than it has been, so I am making progress.