There’s really no doubt about it; Africa was freaking awesome. But after nine solid days of watching animals, drinking wine, and eating four large-and-in-charge meals a day (because, on safaris, they served you hot AND cold breakfasts) — and having very little energy, motivation or (most importantly of all, perhaps) equipment to work out, I was pretty dang excited to break a sweat that didn’t involve my fear of snakes.
My first week back was pretty successful. And despite being exhausted and jet lagged beyond belief (I fell asleep before 8:30PM for a solid five nights in a row), I managed to log five miles on most (five out of seven) mornings. Even if they weren’t the strongest or most awake runs of my life, I am absolutely sure that forcing myself to get up and work out helped me to at least get back into my routine and on with my life. Not every day can be filled with baby rhinos, after all.
After nine days of spring, which is the time of the year it was in South Africa during my trip, it was a little bit tough to return to cold air. My lungs weren’t ready for it, and my mind was back in the bush. They certainly weren’t easy miles, but I knew it was the right way to go.
Fortunately, November happens to be my all-time favorite time of the year not only because the park (Central Park, that is) begins to empty out with the end of New York City Marathon training…
…but also because the air is crisp, the leaves are bright, and the surrounding landscape takes on a sort of golden glow.
Also, I love fingerless gloves — though lately, it’s been even too cold for those.
If you’re heading out for the first of the true autumn runs, be sure to soak it all in — don’t take a single crunchy, yellowredgreenbrown leaf for granted!
Before we know it, the trees will be bare, the leaves will have disintegrated, and we’ll be sporting a lot more than gloves to stay warm. But for now, it’s just perfect outside.
Yep, I’ll cheers to that.
(Hard cider = post run re-fuel of champions.)
What’s YOUR favorite part about fall running?