I'm still the kind of runner who slavishly heads out in ridiculously cold, snowy, windy conditions for a 14 mile run (6 at marathon pace!) because that's what it says on my training schedule.
But I'm happy to say that I'm also now the kind of runner who will pause mid-run to enjoy the beauty of a bald eagle soaring over the lake with a fellow parkgoer.
Wow, what a sight.
Now don't get me wrong, I definitely paused my Garmin before stopping. I'm not so zen that I could let my pace-per-mile stats be skewed, even for an eagle. But to be three weeks out from the Boston Marathon and to be out there, standing still, gazing up that eagle instead of stressing about the effect the weather was having on my training goal is a huge improvement for me.
Before this stranger and I parted, she turned to me and said "this is our reward for being out here this morning."
Well, that and the big, fat post-run cinnamon roll and latte (nonfat of course, haha!) from the coffee shop up the street from my house. Nobody says you can only have one reward, right?
And those marathon pace miles? Well, I suppose I ran at marathon pace today if there's a nor'easter in Boston again this year for the marathon.
But let's hope not.