Today was workout number 6, in 5 days, and the 4th over 60 min - all were biking and running (the other two were, can you guess... swimming - SHOCKING!!). So, it's understandable why my legs are a bit on the

But, I kept going, and always finding a good stride when I went past a cute boy ;-)
I finish, look at my stats, breathing hard, had a runny nose, was cold and my legs hurt. Then it happened, that little smile started to sneak onto my face. Only once during the 70 minutes, for a split second, did I even think of cutting it short and turning around early. Usually, that is all I think about - stopping. This run wasn't about stopping, it was just about going. It was a different feeling, and I liked it.
But I am very excited to go to bed early and SLEEP!
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