I think I'm hooked.
I ran outside yesterday after work, deciding it wasn't that hot and I just needed to suck it up and do it. It felt great. And I ran 3.3 miles in 38:30. And now I don't want to go back to the treadmill!
There's a park close by my office that has an asphalt running surface, and mapmyrun.com showed it as being .81 miles around the loop. It's a little less than a mile to run to the park, so I ran around the loop twice and then ran back to the office. It was a pretty afternoon, with a nice breeze and I was in the shade most of the run. I even got to watch some cross country kids run--my God there were some tight bodies out there, and they were FAST. I wish I'd discovered running when I was 17 and had looked like that in high school. I had a few minutes to spare before picking up the kids, so I drove the course to find the exact miles.
My quads were pretty sore yesterday from the race, which surprised me. I guess the extra speed and the concrete worked my legs differently than usual, which is a good thing, I'm sure. They're still sore today, but hopefully they'll loosen up so I can run this afternoon. I had injured my quad last summer (when I was still 200 pounds and running just enough to hurt myself) and it took a couple months for it to heal all the way. I don't want to do that again, so I may rest today. We'll see.
I've got a dentist appointment to get my new crown put on (I hate getting older and having things on my body fall apart). So I'll sign off and wish you all a super Tuesday.