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Feeling better, not 100% but better. So I got out and ran today<\/a>. Took yesterday off because I just could not move, needed all my energy just to get through my work day. But today, I’m feeling good. I have a little bit before I have to catch the train to work. Have to go in early and pick up some stuff from the office, before heading off to teach in a local High School.
\nSo a few things about today, some interesting, some funny. First, I noticed that about 2 years ago now, I was over the moon about a 1 hour 10km run. Today, coming off a pretty bad sinus issue, which stopped me from running yesterday, and admittedly “taking it easy” I still hit 10km in under 54 minutes. 6 minutes faster than what I used to consider a good, healthy pace for myself. Granted, I am tempered by the fact professionals run twice that distance in the same amount of time. I’m under no illusions that I’m something special. The point is, there’s progress. That’s the whole point of any of this. So many of my friends are faster than I am. So many people I know win age groups and even races sometimes. But that’s not what running is about, it’s about being better than you were yesterday. That’s what I seem to be doing, that makes me happy.
\nNow, I’m not shy to talk about poopin and running. I find it important to share, also usually funny. Today was a close call, hence, what is now a pun in the headline. I thought I was good, I pooed before I left for the run, only 10km today, no big deal. But I’m still sick, even if I’m feeling better, right? Yeah, right. Last 2 miles were pure hell. Stomach starts bubbling, next thing you know I’m clenching with all my might. The last little incline before I reach the piazza where my apartment is I thought I was going to lose it. The pain was intense. I barely crossed the finish line safe. But managed to get upstairs and safely make it to the shitter. It was so bad, I just undressed on the toilet and went straight to the shower, yep, that bad.
\nAll-in-all, it was an interesting morning I must say. I’m much happier, because I’m physically feeling better. Can’t wait to be back to 100%. I got a great run in and managed to not poop myself doing it. I’m ready for work, and to finish up the week strong. Spring has begun, before we know it Summer will be upon us. Tempus fugit they say, time flies indeed. Make today’s you better than yesterday’s. That’s the best we can hope for every day, and some days, it won’t work out. But if everyone gets a little better, a little at a time, the whole place gets better a little at a time.
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