OK....I'm not actually a child of the 60's. I was born the year the $2 bill was released, the year Howard Hughes died, the year Apple was founded, the year VHS was released, the year One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and Rocky were out in theaters.
But.....I still consider myself a child of the 60's.
Because this morning, when I finished my run, I noticed my phone said it was 64 degrees (18C)...with a wind chill of 64 degrees.
Yep....60's!!!! And instead of saying it heat index, it said wind chill.
Yes, I know it's still August, and I know there are still plenty of hot days to come.....but just those words alone were music to my ears.
My run today was a mixture of good and bad.
*but what run isn't, right?*
First off, it's dark at 5:15 in the morning, and I forgot my headlamp.
I really don't need it on the Keystone Trail section I was going to run. But....running certain stretches without a light on my head makes me nervous. Specifically where the trail goes under the roads above, and for 50 feet or so, you're in a cave, or sorts.
Something kinda like this....just with a pitch black morning sky.
My pepper spray was at the ready on every one.
Second off, my legs hurt....not as bad as they have some days, but still pretty darned bad.
The rest of my body, on the other hand, felt great! My lungs were amazing! It was one of those days, that had I not been told to really control how far I run, I'd still be out running now.
My breathing was relaxed. Heck, all of me (except my legs of course) was relaxed. I wasn't counting down the seconds of my 2 minute run intervals. I wasn't groaning when my 1 minute walk interval was up.
I threw my 2:1 ratio out the window on the return trip to my car. I tried to time my walks with the small inclines (where the trail goes under the roadways)....to keep in compliance with my "no running hills" orders. :-)
I wonder how long I have to avoid them exactly?
So...all in all, it was a really good run.
3.52 miles, 11:18 overall average pace, 416 calories, Max HR 183, Avg HR 162