Alright, y'all. Mandy is carrying the load all by herself right now. We gotta pick up the pace with this blogging. And finally, I have something to blog about. I've been spending afternoons lately trying to keep up with Cincha and she churns up the asphalt of Fondren with me, but yesterday I ran by myself. And without chasing or being chased, I actually ran a 10:10 mile among my 4.3 miles, and my overall pace was exactly the same pace I'd been running with Cindy. Woohoo for consistency. And, to top it off, I didn't even have anything to listen to during this run, other than the pawsteps of my trusty friend Sandy. I'm excited.
I've been struggling since Chicago with running being fun, and with feeling good while running. But I've finally gotten back into the fun run mentality. Instead of dreading the next run, I'm now looking for time to run, making time to run. That's where I need to be. I don't think that had anything to do with the events in Chicago, but just the normal let-down after a build-up like we had. Now I'm actually upset that it's raining, hoping it will end in time to run this afternoon. But there is always the treadmill . . .
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You go, girl! You're doing better than me!
I'm blogging too!!!!!!
Good job yesterday and it was great to see you last night. Wasn't Bobby Rush hilarious???
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