Big hour

An hour-long run after work is so good because it just helps wash away a bad day. It wasn't the worst day, but my frustration ran fairly high today. But at least I feel better about my prospects at the halfmarathon next month. I felt okay with my pace throughout the early-evening run around the neighborhood, concentrating not on what transpired during the day, but focusing on my breathing and my stride. My stride was pretty pathetic, very short and a little uneven at times (for some reason, I cannot find my shoes so went with an older pair as I have last few days. My current pair may have been shoved into my parents' car from the camping trip -- who knows). My breathing was surprisingly unlabored today, and I think I should thank the summer of rain that has kept Toronto from being overly humid. With 4.5 miles today I logged my longest outing since... well, the half marathon in Cinci.