I’ll be honest — I missed Noah a lot on his trip out west, but holy crap has it been easy to get out of bed in the morning without someone next to me (sorry Noah, I swear I’m happy you’re home).
On Tuesday morning, after pressing snooze once or twice (though I set my alarm earlier just for that reason), I hopped out of bed with energy analogous to that of a kid on Christmas (Chanukah?) morning.
Because I had logged 5 miles on Sunday and another 5 the morning before, I resolved to play it safe on Tuesday, mentally committing to just 3 miles of running combined with a bit of vigorous something-else. I instantly knew the perfect 3-mile route too, and wasted no time heading east in the direction of the Queensboro Bridge; I just love the little outlets on the water that offer uninhibited views of the early morning sun.
No, Tuesday’s sunrise did not disappoint. From the moment I stepped out the door, I felt strong (mind you, I was running at a somewhat slow and moderate pace), confident and at ease. Really, it’s hard not to under circumstances like these.
Once on the East River, I stretched along the barrier, addressing any tightnesses or tender areas in my shins (of which there are still many).
Best of all, I incorporated strength training into my routine — doing lunges along this catwalk (you can fit in 20 in each direction)…
…squats, some barre-based leg movements and push-ups (using OMG this very bench!).
I wasn’t alone either. On Tuesday, I worked out amongst an adorable elderly Asian couple far fitter and trendier than myself. While I lunged, she stretched. While I lifted, he walked. It was really a magical sweat session.
Even best-er of all, my body began to heat up in a relatively short amount of time, and I was able to remove my bionic (albeit awesomely neon) gloves. Do I smell spring?
Overall, the morning was perfect. Sweaty. Efficient. Tough on the quads.
I left the East River outlet feeling refreshed (though in need of a shower) and ready to start my Tuesday.
- What’s your outdoor workout haven?