Well, after the impromptu 5-mile run yesterday, today is most definitely a rest day. My sister is coming to stay the night with me tomorrow, so I do have some chores to get done and errands to run. So, the rest day works out quite nicely.
Now here's a question for you all: What is runner's high?
I have always assumed I've never experienced it because I thought it was this fantastic, euphoric feeling of pure endorphins. I've heard people say that it's like literally being high. I imagine dancing on clouds with a big cheesy grin, spinning in meadows with eyes closed, skipping through fields of sunlit daisies. This is NOT how I feel after a run, even a very good run like last night.
Last night was probably one of my best runs so far. I felt like I could have run forever. I truly felt like I hit my stride; everything just clicked. When I was done, I still felt strong and, of course, accomplished. Is that runner's high? Maybe that's MY runner's high.
I have heard people suggest many different definitions of this elusive phenomena. Perhaps that is why it seems just that, elusive, mysterious. Perhaps it is it different for each person?
What is your runner's high?
Fun Facts Friday
I know you probably won't believe me, but there really won't be Pizza Friday. My sister has requested homemade pizza tomorrow night, so my wish is her command. So, dinner will be a complete surprise tonight that I will share with you tomorrow. I have no idea what we'll end up making. We might get creative, we might not. That's the beauty of going with the flow on Friday.
Speaking of Friday, let's do Fun Facts Friday now. Today I thought it would be fun to share nicknames. We all have at least one right? How did we get it and who gave it to us? I thought I'd share 3 names I answer to, who gave them, and why.
1. Rosie - My mother calls me Rosie because my middle name is Rosa after her grandmother, who I called Mama Rosie. It also doesn't hurt that I have rosie red cheeks.
2. Red - My dad calls me Red as I have red hair (and often cheeks).
3. Stit - My sister calls me Stit because as a child she could not say "sister" correctly and would say "stitter" (insert pause between "stit" and "ter"). It eventually was shortened to Stit.Now it's your turn! Share at least one nickname (more if you would like). If you feel so inclined, I'd love to hear how you got the name and who gave it to you.