Friday, September 10, 2010
Long run day - 6 miles
Foot cramps, blisters, sweat - all badges of honors for being bad ass enough to run more than an hour. There's nothing sweeter than putting out a goal and getting there. No matter how big or small or how fast or slow - when you cross a finish line, imagined or literal, in that moment - there's nothing you can't do.
So even though I'm fighting a slight panic of being slightly off from being trained for a half in a few weeks. I know I can do it. I might not be the fastest but I won't be the slowest (and if I am - so what?) I'll get across that finish line. I'm a runner.