on the track

Yesterday, I had a great weight lifting session and a great couple of miles with the dog. But today, I wasn’t sure what my run would look like. I knew I wanted to run, but I didn’t know where or how far.

Today’s run was a good one.

In my hometown, the school district has a very large and active extracurricular program, including athletics. Most of the time, it’s difficult or impossible to use the tracks at the high schools and middle schools- during school hours, your presence would create a security concern (IF the tracks are available- often the PE classes will be out there), and after school, the track and field teams will be using the tracks for training.

Today, Saturday, I had the great idea to give the track a shot. Weekends were the times when the tracks were least likely to be in use (not counting nighttime, but that’s just silly). I didn’t have a whole lot of time, and the track would be a good way to run for a certain length of time without risking getting stuck away from home. Surely enough, the track was deserted and I was free to run as I saw fit.

I left a water bottle and my car keys on the edge of the track. (Seriously, it was DESERTED. I had no worries!) I walked around the track once to warm up my muscles, and then I started running.

Now, I don’t have one of those fancy GPS watches, or even a stopwatch. To time myself, I just looked at the time when I started and figured the difference when I stopped.

I ran, and I gotta tell ya, it was tough at some points. There were moments when I just wondered what I was doing. I missed my treadmill- the belt rolling under me gives me excellent incentive to continue running! But I stuck with it.

I only had time to run two miles, but I clocked my mile time at 12:35. I’m just delighted with that time.

I’ve conquered the treadmill and I’ve conquered the track. Time to conquer the streets!