Mainly because I know a certain person who, in my opinion is grossly out of shape, and ran a 5k 25 seconds slower then me.
25 seconds slower, which basically is right behind me.
Look, I am not comparing, K fine, I am comparing. I should be better.
But I am slow, I give up, I am too hard on myself.
Today I got up and actually ate breakfast, oatmeal and one piece of peanut butter toast. Plus I drank three glasses of water.
I just ended up feeling like I had chunks of food in the back of my throat.
I ran hard.
Even up the hills
I managed to bang out 3 miles in 33.05 which is one min faster then my 5k race and 10 min faster then my three mile run on Saturday. But DAMN, I ran hard, and I am not proud of the time.
I want to be running easy 10 min miles, so far 12 is my constant.
So I am trying to run faster, and shorter distances.
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