Runner's high...

I've finally experienced it.  I was starting to wonder if I had, or was ever going to, experience what people were talking about when they talked about the runner's high.  Yesterday morning I experienced it.  I felt great.  It was cool and overcast but I wanted to get my run in right away in the morning.  I got up early and ate a bowl of Raisin Bran and had a couple cups of coffee.  Bo (my dog) and I took off about 7:45 and headed south.  There was a little breeze into my face.  I had forgotten to grab my ipod, so I was without music which I was OK with.  I started out too fast (as usual), but got myself slowed down a little in the second mile.  I was at a comfortable pace and felt good. 

Before I knew it I was at my turn around point.  I turned around and everything clicked.  That little breeze that I was running into was now at my back.  Things got quiet and it was like I started floating.  I slowly started picking up the pace.  I figured I'd see how long it lasted, I'd get tired and I'd slow down for the last mile or two.  Before I knew it I was pushing hard the last mile and finished strong.  My 8th and final mile was a 7:50 mile.  Not fast for some, but for me that's pretty fast. 

When I got done I didn't really feel tired, in fact I was ready to go.  I got home and was pumped.  I was trying to tell my wife about it, but she wasn't all that interested (remember the reason for the blog?).  Overall, it was 8 miles at 9:13 per mile pace. 

3 weeks until my next race.  Can't wait.