The run back was great too. I still remember when 12 km was a really long run. Now, it's not even my longest run. It's a mid-week medium distance run. When I got to the end, I sprinted the last bit and finished strong. I didn't run super fast over all, but my final kilometer was at about a 5k race pace.
Sometimes, if you're going through a tough patch you feel like you have to run. You feel sick, but somehow you need to get out there. That isn't true at all though, and runs like this are the perfect reminder.
We GET to run.
Nobody makes us run, and if I really wanted to, I could use my free two hours to clean the kitchen or watch daytime television. Instead, I get to run. I can run. Seriously, what a gift. What a wonderful opportunity.
When I got home, I only had a few minutes to grab a drink and run out the door. No shower for me, but as I've mentioned in the past, I consider showers prior to picking up the kids optional. Man, they'll hate me when they're teenagers...
On a side note, I need a travel drink container that is good for chocolate milk or smoothies. Since I'm often grabbing and going, it would be great to have something I can just pour my recovery drink into and have on the way. Any suggestions?