Last night, I think I finally felt the way you’re supposed to feel when you’re running. It’s a challenge, and it’s painful, but it’s not as though it takes every available ounce of energy to get to the next step. It felt good. I wanted to do 8 miles but it got dark fast and I didn’t want to run all over by myself, so I turned around a bit early and ended up doing 7. Since I was comfortable and did a solid 10 minutes running/1 minute walking for the whole time, I thought I was super speedy, but I wasn’t. Oh well. The important thing is that I finally felt like running a marathon wasn’t a completely insane idea. It seemed possible.
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