Whistle while you work, sing while you run

What a bummer: I had just finished typing up my Wednesday blog when my computer went on break (maybe it just broke) and my blog went into the void. All my sentiments about taking a nap after a fairly good salmon dinner and a draining day went down the drain, but I’m still proud to report that I found the energy after that nap to run 4.16 miles at the increasingly better-paced time of 8:25/mile.

Lately I’ve really latched onto Salty’s sagely “singing” advice: once I establish my comfortable pace, I make sure that I can easily sing while I run and that I’m not overdoing it. Maybe it’s just an excuse to sing (my headphones are on; my reality is distorted), but it serves as a simple-but-great mechanism and reminder for maintaining a healthy pace.

Right before the 10-miler I was (this) close to having my left knee hang up an “out of order” sign and taking off for the border. I have had plenty of time to rest (after I actually ran the 10-miler, that is) and focus on building distance. And singing all the way.