Yaaaay!
After a terrible 2-week hump in which (for no valid reason) I had not run at all, I went today! Go me! And my distance isn’t that much worse for wear, to boot.
Not feeling too shabby (other than the guilt of not going in ages).
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Man. I’m really afraid of losing my motivation, because this is the longest I’ve ever kept up my running streak, and I’m not quite sure what comes next.
I visited my parents last weekend, who live in the middle of nowhere. So I went out running while there, and just kept going for at least twice as log as I’m normally out for, because it was so scenic. I went past quite a few cows. So, maybe 4 miles, walking and running? More than I’ve ever done.
But I haven’t been out since, and I’m really scared I’m losing my gumption. Maybe I’ll force myself to go tomorrow morning.
Ack, what a love-hate relationship.
