On Thursday, I ran 6 miles on the TM. About halfway through, my chest started aching. Almost like my heart was literally hurting. I decided to walk for a minute or so. I did and then it totally started feeling better, so I ran again at a slightly slower pace and I was fine. I'm proud of myself because even just a couple of weeks ago, I would have just stopped and decided that it was going to be a short run. But this time, I persevered and kept on going the full 6. Way to go, Me!
Thursday night was TK. I had 8 people show up, which has been about normal. I think that 8 is a good number. Yeah, I'd like to have more, but I've got quite a few regulars that show up. I think that having 8 people is enough to ensure that I keep my classes. I would be heartbroken if either of them got taken away due to attendance.
Last night, Brandon and I went for our 12 mile run. It was awesome!! We were able to drop Sebastian off at Ali and Troy's for a night of baby sitting, so it was an added bonus not to have a stroller. Anyway, it was the type of run where I felt good the entire time. I love runs like that. This run was the first that I have had in a long time where I've completely let my body just take over and do the run. Auto pilot, all the way. Next week we'll be in Utah and we're going to attempt 13. I'm not sure how hard it will be with the altitude, but we'll give it a try.
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