I have today off from work and so far my day has involved only one thing: running.
I forced myself out of bed at 8:45 am. I feel guilty when I sleep in. Does anyone else get that? Like if I sleep too late, I feel like I’m wasting the day.
I ate some breakfast, did some crunches, stretched a bit and caught up on all of my favorite blogs.
Then I suited up and made my way to Central Park.
It was 25 degrees. Not too bad!
I ran 12.2 miles. Not too bad!
I’ll admit, the run wasn’t easy. My legs tightened up a few times and I stopped to stretch at the top of almost every hill I conquered. I don’t know what pace I stuck with, and I did stop at the lovely new Tavern on the Green bathrooms at one point.
Before I get my act together and head out for an afternoon of Christmas shopping, here’s my own little photo essay chronicling this morning’s run through Central Park. Enjoy!
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