Re: Bob's Bits.
Entry:-170315
The mist had closed down visibility to around one hundred metres as I strode out along the deserted street. The moisture clung to my face and legs making it feel colder than it was, but I soon slipped into a relaxed comfortable pace. No gasping for breath this morning, I would take it steady and enjoy the trip. Across the field and through the woods, not a soul in sight, that was until I reached the busy main road. There was a spring in my step as drivers rushed by on their way to work, but above the sounds of the traffic, a siren grew louder and louder. Cars pulled over as the paramedic zig zagged through the endless stream of vehicles, just as I though my ear drums would burst, he was gone. It brought back memories of the morning he came for me. I wondered if he was the same paramedic, did he recognise me as he sped past, was he proud to see me out running, back to normal, a success story indeed. I turned down the cul-de-sac and it was suddenly silent, I made the call. The lane was dry and firm underfoot, there was more evidence of approaching spring with cherry blossoms overhanging the lane from above, and hawthornes with visible buds giving a distinct green hue along it's length. The mist had retreated now and I was running warm, still bouncing off the lane, the early sensible pace was paying dividends now and I knew there was plenty left. I slowed to a stop as I twisted through the half open gate and stopped the watch. 49:29, a very fast time, anything under 50 minutes for this course is considered fast.
I wasn't even trying this morning, and still posted a fast time, not only that; just lately I've been consistently fast, could it be that my Heart is recovering to a level greater than before......Just a few months ago I would have been on my knees after a fast run like that, and now it's becoming normal.....