Hal said three. So, I ran three. Happily. (Hey, I'm a poet!)
Funny, because when I got out there I was having slight inward feelings that it wouldn't be enough. I thought I'd run out three and perhaps just walk back. My husband made the same offer he did yesterday, so if it got really bad into the wind, I could just call him. But after a mile and a half, I became grateful that it was just a three miler. I went a few extra steps and turned around. And then I started to think how grateful I was that there is no scheduled run for tomorrow. I'm tired, doggone-it!
I had a great pace today, just under 8:00. And now that I have two fast back-to-back runs out of my system, it should make Saturday's scheduled 9'er much easier to take slow.
It's all going great. I can almost kinda see a method to Hal's madness. This just might work.
Have you ever questioned someone's motives just to find out they were right all along? How did you feel afterward?
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Marathon Training: Day 11
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