A picture of my fast traveling speed |
Monday I decided to stretch beyond the one-mile mark. I had a great weights session on Saturday. Then Sunday was a pork fest with eating at a family gathering. Monday was destined to offer me a budding dash of gusto!
I ran two miles straight. I realize this might seem laughable when I've previously participated in 5K's, 10K's and the half marathon. However, I am easing back in. I'm trying to enjoy it. I don't want to feel pressured to adhere to a schedule when I'm not in the mood or my knees are crying for mercy. Right, tortoise, are you with me? That's why he is my emblem. I managed to run two miles straight, probably the longest distance I have run since last year. I felt comfortable. I felt loose. Afterward, I felt accomplished and happy. That's the right attitude with which to leave the gym!
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