It’s no secret that running has been my weakest sport of the three. Training has been good to me this year, and I’m up to running an hour at a time with a pace somewhere around 11:15/mile. Monday was my first hour long run. While challenging, I can truly say that I enjoyed it. The weather was cool, I had a good night’s sleep, and I wanted to run.
I started running at the P’ville YMCA around 4:50am, and soon after three ladies started doing a bootcamp type of exercise routine inside of the track. I didn’t think much of it, zoned into my music, and kept with my steady pace. About 30 or 40 minutes into my run I was starting to feel a little tired – nothing bad mind you, just feeling the challenge of the run. It was also about that time that one of the ladies recognized me, said, “Hey Jerry,” and gave me a high-five.
That quick exchange wasn’t Earth shattering, life changing, or religious. However, it did give me a boost of energy. My form improved, my breathing came easier, and I just felt good.
It’s the small things.
Don’t forget the power of a simple high-five.
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