So today was finally the day I had been dreading since the beginning. I had taken a weekend off for a cold, repeated R2 to allow myself a fighting chance, but today there was no more putting it off. It was face it down time. I did a vigourous spin class last night so my legs were a bit achey this morning, which was a subliminal way of trying to postpone it again, but there was no way out. And..
I did it! I did it! I said that I would do it,
And indeed I did. I thought that I would rue it;
I doubted I'd do it. But now I must admit it
That succeed I did!
only covered 1.65miles in the 20 mins but who cares about pace? I ran (well okay, jogged) for 20 minutes non stop.
I would do a little dance but my legs are too sore.
I know everyone says this but 6 weeks ago, when I was gsaping and dying during the 3rd 60 second run, I would not have believed this possible.