Tonight Tim and I ran 2 miles. This is the last 2-miler we will have on our schedule for quite awhile.
We decided to run the hills at the old house again. We figured, it’d be good for me to do better at them than last time. Also, it was only two miles instead of three, so it actually seemed doable to me.
Someone suggested to me that I yell, “I Love Hills!” as I ran up the hills and guess what- it worked! Also, I told myself that I could not think about the suffering I was feeling until I could see over the top of the hill. And by then, well, it was pretty much done.
So I did GREAT and this was a great run! In fact, on the tough, tough hills on the second mile, I even told Tim a story. Sure, every sentence was divided into three or more phrases, with huge gaping breaths in between, but I did it.
This was a good work out to do right before the 5k, which is Saturday (!). Also, our pace was good, too. Go us!
