At long last, my spring semester at Aquinas is behind me. This week I turned in my final paper for the class I took an incomplete in, a theological reflection paper that I wrote about the experience of Mom’s death. Diving right in!
I knew I had a lot on my heart, but the words didn’t come very easily. The process was disjointed, with little bursts here and there. But, I finally got it done, and my professor got back to me and said it was “good beyond words.” This comment surprised me a bit, because the words felt sterile and trite. Perhaps that’s just the nature of the beast I wrestled. I suppose the process of doing that helped, though it also hurt.
Training done (7/22): 7.0 miles in 59:50 (8:32/mile). I ran by myself at Grant’s Trail at 7:30am – a liittle later than I had been there with John, and with the sun rising over the tree line, I could sure tell. After a day off though, I felt pretty good throughout. I turned around on the out-and-back trail in 30:07 and came home in 29:43. Pulse was a little high at 172, but nothing out of the ordinary with the hot temps and slight surge I put in over the last mile. Tomorrow is the weekend long run, and this will be the first time I’ve followed Higdon’s suggestion of doing the LR a day after another legit run.
