I’ll be honest, I didn’t want to go today. My husband was the one who insisted I get up, get dressed, and get in the car. He even drove (for those of you not in the know, I always drive). I was so not wanting to do it.
For one, we stayed up late last nite; we had guests, and the nite ranneth long. And second, yesterday was really hard to get through for me, and I was sure that today was going to be more of the same laborious, painful, panting torture.
I don’t usually like it when I’m wrong, but today I was glad to be.
On the drive over to the The Lake, I informed The Man that I probably wouldn’t run the whole thing, I was feeling really unmotivated, I would run as much of it as I could, but probably walk the rest of it, blah blah blah. He told me, “Don’t be a wimp! You can do it!”.
I was pretty sure he was wrong.
We got there, parked, stretched, and yeah, off we went. The first two minutes were good. I felt fine. I was sure, though, that this was only because I was at the start. It would start to suck soon. We did our four minute walking, and started the second leg. I was breathing hard, but I was doing great. I felt great.
Weird.
Long and short, except for a weird stutter in the fifth leg of the routine in which my body suddenly decided that we were walking NOW, I felt really, really good. Today was way easier than yesterday. My breathing was better. No burning lungs thing happening, which is a good thing. My muscles are really sore, which is to be expected, but all in all, I feel fantastic.
Interesting.
The Man had a harder go of it today than I did, actually. He was lagging behind me a bit today, which was the total and complete opposite of yesterday, where he was practically dragging me around. Around the fourth leg of things, he picked up the pace and found his groove, so he finished strong. He said he felt a lot better after the third rotation.
I wonder how tomorrow will go. The Man has to work, so we decided that instead of getting up earlier than we already do (we rise at 5:45 every morning), we’re going to go after he gets off work. We haven’t decided which day to take off yet, so we’ll probably run through the whole week.
I guess we’ll see how it goes!
Peace.
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