I don't know why, but I've had to pull a few runs out of the gutter lately. The gutter being a place where apathy runs roughshod over enthusiasm and fatigue makes the rules. I've learned a few things about getting out of the gutter lately. Get up. Lace up. Start walking. Jog if I can. Keep moving forward. Distance means nothing. Just keep moving forward. Run.
I started today's run knowing I could only do 5 or 6 miles, but believing I should leave my options open. I started with a few stride outs, but those didn't feel right. So I started climbing. Into the hills, then down the canyon and along the bike trail. So many people! Runners, cyclists, walkers, everyone was out. I thought I saw two people I knew! One turned out to be a false alarm, but the other? "Hey Lindsay!" I yelled. No response. So I keep running...14, 15, 16 miles, and out of the gutter.