Well, almost 100 minutes.
The first week of school is over. While my little one and my oldest had a great first week of 3rd grade and 4th year of college, the administrative side of public school was nuts. It was a very stressful week. Combine that with not enough sleep and not enough exercise, it made for a very irritable me. I could feel knots in my upper back, and my head hurt. I just wanted to lay on the couch and close my eyes.
To be honest, all I wanted was to relax and have my husband make me a drink, but I was supposed to get up in the morning for our group run. We were scheduled to run for 100 minutes starting at 6 am. And I didn't want to run. I called Kelly to make sure she was going to be there, and she was; but she was as excited about it as I was. Somehow, we decided to go ahead and run tonight instead.
She got to my house at 7:30, and it was still very hot. Hot and muggy. As I walked outside to meet her, and almost immediately, I started spewing the stress of the week. I was in such a bad mood, and as I was talking, I knew at that point that this run is exactly what I needed. I needed this girl time with Kelly on a long run.
As we took off, I kept talking. Running and talking and with every step I was getting more and more sweaty. And it was if every drop of sweat was releasing tension and the toxic attitude was dissipating. Then it was Kelly's turn. We spent the first hour releasing all the negative from the week.
When we got back to my house, we were at 90 minutes; and we went ahead and stopped. It was a great run, and it was exactly what I needed.
I don't know why it still surprises me that when exercise is the last thing I want to do, I feel the best after I do it anyway.