The full prompt: What was your last act of spontaneity? (Author: Lee Currie)
This immediately came to mind: my impromptu little dance of triumph after a hard workout:
From November 4th:
Today was a progressive run. Meaning run each mile a little faster than the next. Meaning, negative split the run.
The weather was quite nice out today, sunny and warmish.
Although at 545 pm, with the sun going down, it wasn't quite so nice then, at 42 Degrees.
I changed clothes at the trailhead, in the cold, I thought "time to go
to work." This was my time to work, my time to work the plan.
Lap 1 11.11
Lap 2 11.12
Lap 3 10.46
Lap 4 10.26
Lap 5 9.41
Lap 6 8.42
6 miles in 1.02!!!
wee bit hard to gauge pace in the dark. And a bit hard to do also, run
each mile faster than the last. I kept thinking I was increasing the
pace,but glancing at the Garmin..hmm nope.
I increased the effort and felt like I was-actually I was- sprinting most of that last mile.
6 miles beeped out at me and I stopped. Gasped for air, walked across the bridge. Glanced at Garmin. 6miles in 1.02.
AC-DC's "Hard as a Rock" came onto my Zune. I did a little impromptu
dancing down the trail. Dang, I felt good. Endorphins flowed.
Very good run.