I went out at 6a today and it is gross. It is in the low 60's, but it was misting. Not to mention the fact that I wanted to curl up with my husband this am rather than get out of bed. Those two things were working against me. Then my sensor for my Ipod stopped working. I have had it for 3 years so I knew I was on borrowed time. So I did not want to get up, the sun is not shining, it is misting and I cannot keep track of my mileage nor will I have it in my ear constantly telling me how much more time I have to go. You know what I did. I ran anyways. For 1 hour and 35 minutes. It has to be close to 9 miles. My hip starting hurting in the last 20 minutes, but I really think that is because it is time for new shoes. I am so proud of myself. Running is such a mental thing for me--it is for everyone but even more so for me. I still went. I did have one small motivation. I will not say what it is because my hubby will read this, and he would not be happy. Either way, it got me out there running, and I am happy that I did. I will measure the mileage as best as I can later. I need to figure out the sensor thing before next weekend when I have 10 miles. I want to see that 10 since it will be the farthest I have ever run. Hopefully next weekend the sun will be shining instead of this constant mist that I dealt with. It was just gross.
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