Today’s my 43rd birthday. I felt every one of those years on my 4.3 mile run today, but I was still happy to be out there running.
I’ve learned over the last couple of weeks that taking the summer off from running has tanked both my speed and my endurance. I’m ok with that. My body needed the break.
The rest of the day will be quiet. We went out to dinner at Mad Fox last night, my car was my present, and I have to go grocery shopping or there’ll be no breakfast tomorrow. Right now, though, Beer Geek and the boys are on a bike ride. As soon as I post this, I’m heading to the couch to read.
A run and a book – what more could I ask for on my birthday? (OK, maybe a cupcake and a beer…)