WORKOUT – Ran outside 10.2 miles/1 hr 24 mins
If I was a Harlequin romance novelist, this is how I would describe my run:
The magnificent weather had to have been created by the heavenly hosts smiling down upon me. The sun was delectable, 65 blissed, pure degrees with a whisper of breathless wind to gently wipe my perspiration away. The beauty of the outdoors was too much to even drink in. The grass was more vibrant than ever and pulsating with energy. My beloved running path beckoned me with his wiles. The cloudless blue sky smothered me with its’ clarity and purity. The landscape was nothing short of heaven. There was no possible way I could withstand the desire to sweat outside in the glorious outdoors rather than restrained in a gym. The lure was too strong and I could do nothing but succumb to it.
My pace was so deliciously comfortable; it was like a well known beloved friend who knows me so well. My body was as if it had been touched by the celestial beings; I was given a supernatural energy that bounded from me. It was as the sweet cherubs propelled me forward without any effort of my own.
I was in my own personal bliss; I was in a state of running nirvana. This preciously delightful run could only be described in one word: perfection.
So…. should I like write a book or something?
We’re having the neighbors over for margaritas tonight with our Margaritaville monster so I gotta get myself to the store to pick up some things. I’ll leave you with this little gem from people.com: