Sometimes I surprise myself.
Today's training plan, according to my half marathon guru Hal Higbon, said I needed to run four miles. Plus I need to make up for a strength and stretching session that I missed earlier in the week.
Well, I ended up completing both but I ran 6.1 miles instead of 4 miles. I was pretty impressed with myself.
Granted, I know my pace time wasn't the greatest. I started out pretty fast. I blame Pandora's poor song line-up and too many intersections for my bad time.
Maybe one of my sisters or friends with an awesome collection of music on their iTunes would want to load my phone or iPod with some sweet running jams. It would be much appreciated!
Tomorrow is my first official training run with the Steel City Runners. I'm a little nervous. I'm not a runner. I'm a wannabe runner. It's 7 miles. That will be the most I have done so far.
Plus, I'm a little lost without my running partner who is in London getting married this weekend. OK, that's a good excuse but I miss you Amy!
Positive thoughts. I can do it. I might just be slow.
So, here's to 7 miles!
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