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I ran my first two miler on Friday night. It was sort of like a date.
I made plans and met a boy for running! it was so much fun: running+ sort of date = even better than just running, if you can believe it.
Its nice too, because I'm still trying to get back into it--not actively training for anything, not obsessed with split times or heart rate or distance, just sort of perusing far-off races and running two miles so it was a very talky two miles.
The new place that I'm living is about a half mile from the local running path--how much do I love that: it is a public area for running! Not as fancy-pants as the paths along the Charles down Boston way, but still pretty decent. Its a 3.5 or 4 mile loop--I haven't done the whole thing since I moved, given the whole PT-and Hip thing, but I am already excited about it. Oh yes. I should have gone again yesterday, but it was a very family-centric day, first the folks showed up for lunch and a reptile show and then the little sis and b-friend of little sis and I went adventuring into the wilds of central Maine (though we've discussed it and depending on where your from, Central Maine is in very different places. For us, Lewiston is in Central Maine. For people from Lewiston, Bangor is Central. Who knows what the people up in Ft Kent think. )
Thanksgiving is just around the corner. I keep sort of blanking on it, like --hey! its Monday and then oh yeah--on Thursday I have a big thing! Its Turkey Day! Except of course, I'm not real big on the bird eating, though I do love mashed potatoes and stuffing (made with vegetable broth! mmmmm!) as much as the next girl.
So happy happy. And away.