You know the trite but true saying, "today is the first day of the rest of your life?" I don't think I have ever felt that idiom as viscerally as I do right now. From my rasping lungs to my only somewhat aching muscles (it's amazing how that extra time walking afterward helped my poor burning shins calm down to a dull warm throb and then to almost nothing).
The best part is the sense of accomplishment I feel for having done it. Correction: for R. making me finish it instead of wussing out and just walking the last 60 second long jogging period. I jogged it, I 100% did it, and yes I am proud of myself.
The second best part was during the first 60 second jog when R. said, "I need a sports bra for the booty," and I almost tripped from laughing so hard. I couldn't get that sentiment out of my head every time we jogged and various parts of my anatomy bounced violently.
Guess what? We're going to do it again on Wednesday! Tomorrow I will stick to walking the dogs a couple miles paired with yoga.
That's all I have to report. I survived and I'm going to do it again.
Over and out!
(I don't know why I said that, post-exercise delirium probably.)
:)
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DeleteWoohoo! congrats! Running really does make you feel so accomplished. :)
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