woodsy run

Jen invited me for coffee this morning.

I had to run first.

Chris mentioned that maybe I would want to do my run in the metroparks, since it was that way and all.

Duh.

It was so serenely nice.

I can't even tell you.

I ran my very fastest 1.5.

Then,

and this is terrible embarrasing,

I saw a set of steps across the street, just as the training montage for Rocky came on spotify.

Yes.  Yes I did.

I upped and down those steps the entire song.

The last one, I almost threw my arms up in a "rocky at the top of the steps in Philly" way, but decided I had already met my corny quota for the day.

What I failed to remember was how downhill I had been running.  To get back to my car, it was uphill all the way.

Let's just say, there were no personal bests happening on the way back.

I did get some good exercise.

And 3 more miles were added to the Lent miles.

Rocky Balboa would be proud.