One little run to tell you that you're on the right track and that your dreams and goals don't seem so far off. I've been waiting for that run for months now and it unexpectedly came last Saturday morning.
My training has been off all summer. Even with a 5k PR, I've had a really difficult time finding a tempo pace and holding it steady and it's been driving me nuts. When the wheels started slowly falling off the bus for me back in late April where I had to majorly back off my training, tempos were pretty much out of the question. Sustained efforts wreaked havoc on my knee so I had to shelf them for awhile. Trying to get back in the tempo game has been extremely frustrating and I've had quite a few misses.
Saturday morning I woke up feeling groggy. The weight of my up and coming move, the heartbreak of leaving my beautiful city, and the laundry list of tasks that need my attention have all been sucking the life out of me. But I headed out the door anyways as a time to escape the boxes which are safely guarding the contents of my life that have taken over my home. Bare walls and empty cupboards aren't exactly screaming inviting to me these days, and running has been the only thing keeping me sane. The pit in my stomach telling me life as I know it is about to see a drastic change in the matter of days stays with the clutter of boxes as I sweat out my suburban life anxieties on those precious last few Chitown runs.
|This is what my home looks like right now 5 days out from our move|
It's a scary disorganized mess
It starts up North from Hollywood,
Water on the drivin' side.
Concrete mountains rearin' up
Throwin' shadows just about five.
Sometimes you can smell the green,
If your mind is feelin' fine.
There ain't no finer place to be,
Then runnin' Lake Shore Drive.
And there's no piece of mind or place, you see,
Ridin' on Lake Shore Drive.
I let myself get carried away one last time.
|Photo taken last fall|
This is my favorite secret little nook to swing through
No tourists and usually completely quiet
One of Chitown's best kept secrets
One little run is all I needed to know that my sanity is still in tact and that my legs haven't forgotten how to churn a quick pace. I know that I'm pathetically nostalgic over my city, but how could I not be? This place has a decade of memories and growth on me. Chicago has shaped me into who I am affirming that it's okay to do my own thing while throwing caution into the wind and not giving a crap what anyone thinks.
This is how I'm always going to remember this city...
|Ali Engin Photography|
riding south on LSD heading into town. Just me and the lake path. Simple. Beautiful. Peaceful.