I woke up this morning, checked my plan, and—no surprise—it was a rest day. What did surprise me a little was how good I felt. No real soreness, no stiffness, no fatigue dragging me down. Honestly, I could have laced up and gone for a run without any issues. But the reason I feel this good is because I’ve been sticking to the plan—dialing things back when the schedule says so instead of always pushing.
That’s been a recurring theme lately: learning to trust the process. Garmin throws me curveballs with pacing tweaks, my body gives me feedback in real time, and somewhere in the middle I’m finding that balance between discipline and flexibility.
So instead of forcing a run, I went for a brisk walk—3 miles at a 13:34 pace, heart rate steady in the 90–100 range. Just enough to get the legs moving, blood flowing, and enjoy the morning. Walking used to be a regular part of my training back when I was in peak shape, and I’d forgotten how much those “little” miles add up. One walk doesn’t seem like much, but over weeks and months it becomes a quiet training boost.
Really, though, it’s not about the numbers. It’s about the fact that I wanted to get out the door today. That’s something I haven't been taking for granted lately—and it’s what keeps the whole journey moving forward.
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