I didn't intend to take the week off from running; it just happened.
I did try to run on Wednesday, three days after the race; it didn't go very well. However, it could have been (1) the hour - 8 pm, (2) the 2 pieces of pizza and 4 cinna-sticks still rumbling around my belly, or (3) the fact that I was tired and contemplating go to bed early instead. My goal was 3 mi, but I could only run about half. I had physically felt okay until I tried to run. My calves didn't agree. And running slower was just annoying.
Today, however, I decided a 7-day break was long enough, and I needed to run.
I didn't really have a plan. I decided 6 miles sounded like a nice run. It was warm and partly sunny. It felt great to be out. I felt good, but still not quite at my peak. I realized, however, that I was running 6 miles without giving it much thought.
Above all, it was nice to be running just to run. I'm looking forward to more running just to run. No training for a while.