Ah. The second week. This is where we bump up from 8 sets of 60 seconds running/90 seconds walking to 6 sets of 90 seconds running and 2 minutes walking. It wasn’t too bad, really. I did just as they said. My pace wasn’t great, but I held in there. So, I’m good with that. π
While walking back to the house, I saw that a friend had posted that she had run 2.5 miles today. Well, now. I’m pretty competitive. That and the odd thing is… it’s *after* a mile that I actually start feeling like running. The first mile kind of sucks, but it gets better after that.
So, I put on a podcast and ran (walked when I had to) for another 15 minutes. At the end of the night, I had put in 2.55 miles! YAY! I WIN! I WIN! (Okay, okay. Enough with that. Courtney could pound me into the ground and I know it!)
Now, it’s late. I’m showered, the skanky sweats are in the wash, and my muscles have that deliciously tired feeling. In just a few minutes, I will toss the clothes in the dryer, say my night prayers and curl up in bed.
Aaaah! A blissful night! π