You Ran. I Feel Great

We went to the beach today. I ran. It sucked. The wind was blowing from the south at the speed of light. It was foggy because so much spray was being kicked up. I could only see about a ¼ of a mile down the beach. I really did not want to be out there today, but if I skip workouts then I don’t reach my goals. I was smart enough to start running into the wind. I knew that being fresh while running into the wind would be preferable to being spent while running into the wind, so I headed towards Miami. The plan was to run five miles in less than an hour. It was windy. It was on the beach. And like I said, I did not want to be there. I would run 2.5 miles out and then 2.5 miles back. I was so glad that I brought my shuffle. I’m probably going to be deaf soon because I had to crank the volume so high to drown out the wind blowing in my face, but I had a good music mix that helped move the time and the miles along. In a really weird coincidence the Jacksonville Beach Pier was exactly – EGGZACKTLY – 2.5 miles from our base camp. After a couple of miles running directly into the jetstream, I had decided to turn around at the pier no matter how far it was, but strangely enough it was perfect. I turned around and the wind became my friend (at first). I was hauling ass. I hadn’t run this fast, this far, since last year’s Ortega River Run. I wanted to slow down but the wind was pushing me. I finished up well under an hour. I finished in less than fifty-two minutes, which was not the plan, but I’ll take the stats. MJ met me with a smile and some encouraging words. Then she told me it was time to head back the way I came to find Cora Spondence. The photo is my reaction.