After my dentist appointment (look, Ma, no cavities!) I met Wil downtown at the gym. I ran on the treadmill for 4 miles, feeling pretty good the whole time. Today was the first time I had worn the heartrate sensor, which for some reason broadcast my HR to the machines to my immediate right and left, but not to my own. Oops. It meant that Wil was monitoring my HR, even if I wasn't. I think it's too high, probably.
After our workout, we went to Pacific Place for to see "Spirit of the Marathon", a documentary about training for and running the marathon. Wil kept nudging me at moments when he knew I'd be teary. Which was often. It was strange and fun to be in a movie theater full of runners -- lots of people calling out to each other, talking about their weekend run, etc. Wil and I talked to a man who runs half marathons -- has been doing it for seven years. During the movie people gasped, laughed, and cheered. And, of course, everyone left feeling inspired.
BTW, as of today's run, I've run 40 miles this month. Sure, it's less than an elite runner does in a week. But I still feel ridiculously proud of it.
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