7 miles
There will come a day when I can no longer run. Today is not that day :)
I've dragged myself out for a 7 miler in early morning (with my favorite book in the headphones).
I often hear someone say I’m not a real runner. We are all runners, some just run faster than others. I've never met a fake runner... never. Because when you take that first step DESPITE EVERYTHING, you are as real as it gets.
The conversations you have with your body parts - to keep going through physical pain - go like this:
Shut up legs. We got this.
Shut up brain. We got this.
Shut up... (pick the whiniest part of your body on this day...). We got this.
Today my kids asked Alexa.
M&G: "How many days until June 26?"
Alexa: 254 days
Bored Runner: Holy Crap! (aloud, while at the same time thinking, That's awesome! That would make it 396 days) <-- how contradictory is that??
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