10 miles. I ran 10 miles this weekend. Woah!
I NEVER thought I could run 10 miles in a week, let alone, 10 miles in one run.
I did it. It was amazing and exciting for the first half. I was golden- I wore a skirt (for the first time running). I was cool and the breeze was awesome. In fact, I decided that I did not need to loop back to my house halfway in the run and get more water. Big mistake, but I made do. As the run progressed, I dealt with traffic growing, temperature rising, and running out of water. My pace suffered, but I kept going. I found a vacant house with water still on that I was able to get water from the spigot.
I made it. I kept going through all the challenges and made 10 miles.
Me. Crazy, stubborn, lazy me ran 10 miles… WHAT?!
I knew that I would have to hit that milestone, but who actually realizes how big of a milestone that is until, you hit it? I didn’t.
I felt so good after running 10 miles, that I signed up for a Triathlon Club.
I guess I can no longer say I am lazy.
Less than a month away from my final goal, and I am working hard to make my goal of finishing my FIRST Half-Marathon in less than 3 hours.
I think I got this.