Week seven, day one
Wow, week seven already? I don’t know if it’s hopeless optimism or sheer stupidity that has me setting my alarm for 6 a.m. every Monday when I have yet to get up and run before work on a Monday. Thanks to the “fall weather” of 95 degrees today, I did my 2 miles at the gym after work.
It was a real test of will to stick to my pace with that many people on the track! (In the morning I usually have it to myself.) What is it that makes you not want to let people pass you, whether on foot or in a car? Or is that just me? 🙂 Maybe it’s left over from my five years in NYC?
But I resisted and let (almost) everyone pass me so I could stick to my steady pace. That continues to make the whole run much…well, not more pleasurable but at least less painful.
Anyway, two down tonight and ready for four tomorrow!