Remember those 15 miles I was going to run today?
I ran ‘em!
I felt really good for the first 10 miles. I felt moderately good for the next 3 miles. At 13 miles, I was really, really spent. I prayed. Ok, God. I am cooked. I have not run more than 13 miles in 11 years. I am not having fun any more. I need you. Please, please help.
I listened to this song… two or three times…
And I just kept thinking.. forward motion.. just keep making forward motion…
Somehow, I finished. I finished!
The pizza man is making dinner tonight, I’ll tell you that. And I’m fixin’ to take a big fat nap on the couch, no matter how loud my sweet husband blasts his (guitar) amp in the basement. It matters not.
I started freaking out a little bit about 15 miles and how much farther 26 miles is.. and then I remembered that I still have 62 days left to get ready. I will be ready.
Right this minute, the only thing I’m ready for is my nap…
2 Comments
November 8, 2009 at 6:27 pm
Way to go!!!!
November 10, 2009 at 12:03 pm
Good for you! You are incredible!