I admit it. I got up on Saturday morning- late. It was sooo nice to sleep in until I actually WANTED to get out of bed. I then proceeded to get back into bed and watch garbage on TV. Until Barbie called at around noon-ish. She was talking about how tough her run had been that morning, and how she was glad to have it over with...
Got me to thinking about something that was on P.O.M.'s blog the other day- I'm paraphrasing... If I accomplish nothing else in a day, but I get a good run in, I feel like I'm accomplished for that day. It's true, dammit!
So, I took Barbie's advice, put on my big girl panties and got out there. I ran 9 miles. They weren't great, but they weren't horrible. By the time I got out there, the roads were all slushy and gross, but I got in the miles. And, yes, I'm glad I did...
I can't believe I'm running a half marathon this coming Saturday. I won't be anywhere near last year's time of 2:02:06, but I'll finish. I suppose I'll put off getting under that elusive 2 hours another time.
1 comment:
I love POM's blog she always says such real things with a fun twist.
Way to get out there, Tammy! I bet you felt great afterwards. That is how I was on Sat, but it was an easy 3 I was ducking away from.
Take it easy this week to get ready for this 1/2. I know you will do great :-)
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