Since taking up running back in August, I've been working on pushing my mileage up in hopes of being in shape to run the Denver Marathon next October. Earlier this month, I broke through the 10-mile mark for the first time, and I've been hitting that distance consistently ever since.
It is beginning to occur to me, however, that I am near a point where I must choose to either stop increasing my mileage or start running faster. I don't have that much time in the morning to work out before going to the office, so continually increasing the amount of time I spend running isn't going to work. But I started doing the math, and my pace would have to improve dramatically to make very much difference. I think I need to adjust my schedule and do a longer run on the weekend.
|Sunrise, December 1st, 2010|
I pass lots of dog-walkers, kids on their way to school, and people driving to work. I wonder if they are having the same experience, or if there is something about the physical exertion, the open air, or the fact that I'm out there voluntarily that somehow makes it more meaningful to me. I'm certain, at least, that I'm not the only one who is in this state of awe.