That Was Pleasant

Yeah, yeah. I should have run yesterday. Cold, sure, but it was sunny, and how many sunny days do you get in January in Seattle?

Three it turns out. So far anyway. Stuck together with the two at the end of last year we've managed to run together five sunny days in a row, unheard of for this time of year. Completely clear - but cold. Last week's snow is still on the ground, including the track.

So it was off to the slough trail.

The trail is dead flat and runs from Marymoor Park around the north end of Lake Washington and on into Seattle. I don't run the whole thing, of course, just six miles today, three out and back.

Nothing too fast. The first two miles about "race pace" (around 7:45/mile), then 2.5 at about a 9 minute pace, then back to 8:15 or 8:30 for the last mile and a half. It was good. A little over 50 minutes for the whole thing, not bad considering I haven't run six miles since August or so.

The only odd thing was that my feet were going numb, my right foot in particular. It went away immediately when I stopped. Maybe the cold? Maybe not having run that far in a while? Perhaps. But my bold and daring theory is that my calf muscles are squeezing the blood vessels and restricting the blood flow. What do you think? I think it's a good theory. Good for me. And the run was good, too.