Late in the day

Isn't this a smirky little selfie?

Isn't this a smirky little selfie?

5 miles, cruising along at easy pace (11:15, as per HANSON'S).  Audio-book-powered by Roxane Gay's powerful, crushing, thrilling memoir Hunger.  You should read it.

I ran later in the day than usual, left my house around 5.  I love the rare late afternoon run (when it's cool enough to do so, of course.)  The light is so full and golden, the whole after-work crowd is mellow and out on the path doing their run or bike with the happiness of shaking off the office. I had chickpea curry going in the crockpot so there's that to look forward to.  My work for the day is done so I don't have to rush my after-run strength exercises and I can take a little more time to scroll through Strava or blog or just drink water and relax.  

I'm starting week four of the OH SHIT HANSON'S marathon training plan and so far, so good.  It's just been easy miles.  No "SOS" (something of substance) runs until week after next, I think.  I like that I'm building a lot of aerobic goodness with all this easy pace running.  My legs are feeling good.  I'm in a rhythm.  I wouldn't say I'm in a thrilled-about-running phase at the moment, and certain travel plans have made it a little difficult to follow the plan exactly, but I'm getting it mostly done.  I think my goal this training cycle will be no drama.  I want to do the work but not obsess if something gets in the way occasionally, as it inevitably will.  You know: life.