I completed all of my runs this weekend. I had to run on the treadmill, after lifting weights, again on Saturday because of my sister's wedding. Running on the treadmill sure is boring. I also hate being locked in the gym for two hours. When I finished I had to rush home and luckily for me my wife had cooked breakfast.
On Sunday I ran seven miles outside. This was the longest and toughest run I have ever completed. I started at 5:00pm and man was that a mistake. It was way to hot outside to be running that distance. I also still had five pounds of fried rice and wedding cake from the day's lunch in my stomach and the run was almost unbearable.
During the middle of it a tiny red car pulled up by me and started driving slowly. I looked over and realized it was my running coach. He asked me "MAN, do you always run in the hottest part of the day". I fessed up and responded, "only when I drink the night before and sleep in". I thought I would never finish the run. By the time I plodded out the seven miles an hour and five minutes had passed and my clothes looked like I had just jumped into a swimming pool.
Well, I got it done and today is a rest day, which means I will go to the YMCA and pump iron.
Peace
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Dude I just wanted to let you know that I'm proud of your hard work and dedication. Definitely inspirational - hopefully my ankle will get to 100% soon and I can hit the ground running...literally.
ReplyDeleteThanks man. Heal that thing up and I will introduce you to the wonder that is trail running in spanish fort. I will bring the banjo and you bring Ned Beatty.
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