Yesterday, I received this email from Daily Mile:
Wow. Thanks for that, Daily Mile.
So, I had planned to go out and run today anyway, but after this, I was even more determined. I imagined all my friends logging into Daily Mile saying, "Did Sarah run yet?" and then after scrolling through the entries, hanging their heads in despair.
I went out and set my Nike + for 2.1 miles.
I hated every second.
This was me:
I made it 1.67 miles. A crippling side stitch and *very* heavy legs convinced me to just walk the rest of the way.
While I was tempted to get depressed, maybe even cry a little, I caught myself. I stopped. I got real.
And here's this.
(And now at least my friends at Daily Mile won't be so sad...)