After taking 5 days off where I didn't run farther than 10 feet (in pursuit of cats), today was my first day back on the roads. I could tell at first that my legs were still a bit tired from the marathon or disuse, but it felt good to be running again.
I put in 7 miles in just under 1:05, which is a very nice pace for me. It was an enjoyable run, with a brisk wind, and on some streets I would freeze, and then on others where I was out of the wind it felt very sunny and warm. It was strange, for the first time, to be running without being in training for something. If I wanted to go 5 miles, I could stop at 5. If I wanted go 18, I could go 18...except I probably need to take it a bit easy a few more weeks before I try a run that long.
But the point stands, there's no pressure to run a certain amount of miles.
Except, I have a stupid idea.