Since my last post on May 4th in Chicago I’ve been on the road. A lot.
Back to Chicago (because you can never go to Chi-town enough)
London. (Hi Angelina!)
I’m home now for 6 weeks and looking forward to getting back to some sort of regular training routine. I managed a decent start to that plan by running twice while in Toronto last week.
Toronto in June is a far cry from Toronto in December. I know, stating the obvious. It was lovely to run in the sun along the shores of Lake Ontario.
On day two I ran through a beautiful rain shower. Beautiful for the dark clouds contrasting with blue skies and the glittering sunlight on the water. I love the high of running. Can’t I just do it all the time and skip everything else. Eating. Working. Sleeping.
This weekend Bert and I did a nice bike ride in Half Moon Bay. And on Sunday I went for my now favorite run in Purisima Canyon. My legs were truly tired in spin class today but that’s what I want. Tired legs. And a heart that is getting stronger every day. In muscle and in happiness.
Big Kahuna is in September. I had to forgo Alcatraz this weekend but maybe if I stay on track I can dream about 70.3.