Sunday

I did NOT want to run Sunday morning.

I finally got up out of my chair to feed the horses, and decided I might as well get moving. Honestly, I felt better as soon as laced up my sneakers–the decision was made. Not that I wanted to go out there. But I was going.

I decided to do just a couple of miles, and do them slowly, to “enjoy” them. Truth was, I had pushed with every run the past week and my legs were tired. By the second of the seven hills in my route, I decided that hills really suck!

But I made it through, and it even felt pretty good while I was doing it. And then I could go on with my day, feeling relaxed and happy that I had run.

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5 thoughts on “Sunday

  1. Awesome work on being a bawce.

    I had the same feeling this morning about training at the gym. It’s my one day off from work and getting up early to make myself more tired at the gym didn’t sound all that appealing at 6am. I went, though, and now I can relax and feel accomplished knowing the hardest, and arguably, the most gratifying, part of my day is in the books.

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