This morning I can honestly say that I RAN 2 miles. The few stops I made couldn't even be considered stops... more like pauses, really. (Hey, I even pushed on through a red light--a RED light--red means stop, and I kept running.) It felt good to not feel like I couldn't breathe or like I was going to collapse. I dare say that we had an almost leisurely run. I enjoyed it more so than any other run we've done so far (all, what, six of them?). But anyway, we're pretty much spot-on 10-minute miles, which is good enough for me for now. It would be nice to get it down to 9 or so, but right now distance and endurance are more important than speed. Very pleased.
"Everywhere I went I was run-ning..."
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