Today was Day 1,075 of the current run streak.
Popped 2 hrs. of 7 mins run/3 mins walk today starting at 5 a.m. with Carp, TJ, PJ and Frazier. I'm a lucky dude to have buddies crazy enough to join me for a weekday, before-work 2 hrs. Especially when it's 16F. Beautiful full moon. Minimal breeze. Lotsa laughter. Good, good times.
Why a streak? It's a question I've been fielding a lot since this streak jumping into four digits back in November.
Aren't you worried about your knees? (No.)
What do you do when you're sick? (Suck it up and run/walk the 20-minute minimum. Only happened once so far during this stretch.)
With reffing three to five nights a week during high school hoops season and getting home anywhere from 8:30 p.m. to 11 p.m., how do you get enough sleep? (Sleep is a crutch — at least for me.)
Do you really, truly like running that much to not take a day off? (I love hearing the following echoing in my head: There will be a day when I can no longer do this. Today is not that day. :)
It's actually pretty simple. I just go run. It helps me think. It helps me work. It helps me be a better dad, husband, friend.
Maybe most of all, though, it makes me very, very happy. As long as that keeps happening, why take a day off?