The title of this blog post is a Japanese proverb. I think it works well as I have taken a long hiatus from running these past four weeks (yikes) and feel somewhat after this first run like I'm standing up for the eighth time. I guess this means no more falling off the proverbial wagon, either.
I made the decision over the weekend that I was going to pick up where I left off before I left for my Minnesota vacation today. As circumstance would have it, NPR posted a story on Facebook about muscle memory this morning, No More Gym? Don't Worry, Your Muscles Remember. Perfect timing. This study concludes that when you exercise, especially strength train, it doesn't take long for your muscles to get back into shape because they remember what it's like to be in shape. Well, hallelujah and amen to that!
It was 100 degrees today, so I opted for the after sunset run. Mind you, it was still pretty hot outside (at 90 degrees) and radiating heat was hitting me from the asphalt, but psychologically when the sun is not beating down on me, I feel more invincible. As soon as my minimally adorned feet hit the ground, I felt it. Oh, the electricity! My feet went into auto-pilot. I shot off pretty quickly and it felt so good. Then the burn in my lungs set in...and the side stitch. But I powered through. I didn't go as far as I usually do and I walked about 1/4 of the route, but, hey, I got up the eighth time. And that's all that matters.