Day Two

Day Two of More Fit, Less Fat Revived:

My schedule is slightly ridiculous. I set the alarm for 5:15am since I thought I had to be in a classroom making a presentation at 8am (it turned out that I had the time wrong but didn't figure it out until I was standing outside an empty classroom). When I woke up, I thought I heard the sound of rain. I peaked through the blinds and it didn't look like rain. I remembered my new motto--don't think, just go--and forced myself to get dressed. Stepping outside, it looked like it must have rained during the night but there were breaks in the clouds. (I did get a little wet as water dripped on me from tree tops and power lines. And, as I was finishing my last half mile, it started to drizzle.) I locked the door and started up the little hill.

It was really dark this morning, and so early that all the street lights were still blinking red. When I reached the Geary pedestrian bridge, a man who was camped out underneath was talking and was a little scary, so I ran as fast as I could past him and up Geary. As safe as I think I am when I'm doing my morning runs and as aware as I am of my surroundings, I know that running in the dark when almost no one else is out is totally not safe. But, this was the first time when I thought I had to run away from something or someone.

Anyhow, I hit a bit of a stride, where my breathing felt in synch with my body and things just felt right, which was a nice change of pace from the feelings of ache and wanting to vomit of yesterday. As I started my third loop, I saw the hill leading up to Fillmore and, for once, I actually thought running up it would be good. I didn't though. But, soon, I'll be powering up the Hayes Street Hill. I can do it. Maybe not now, but soon I'll be charging up hills. Absolutely.

And my musical selection for today, while Scott and Ralph are still gone, was The Velvet Underground.