Oh, well. Cest la vie, right? Can't go back in time, so might as well move forward.
I did lace up my new shoes today and donned my new skirt (did I tell you I bought the Lululemon Pace Setter Skirt? I totally did). It was a balmy 60 degrees when I started, and about 90 when I made it home. Ok, that's a lie, but after 30/40 degree weather for so long, it felt HOT out there! I was not prepared. But at least my butt looked cute while I sweated. See?
|Please ignore my messy spare room. I certainly do. (Hence the mess!)|
The run went fine - I only did 3 miles, nothing amazing, but as tired as my legs were (apparently they're still on vacation!), it was over and done with before I knew it and I kind of went "Hu." I can remember days when 3 miles took every ounce of energy that I had. Truth be told, some days it still does, but mentally, it's not the struggle it once was.
Just before I started writing this entry, I was reading Michelle's post and was nodding along as I was reading. "It doesn't get easier, you just get stronger." Or, maybe, more stubborn - no, not stubborn, that's not the right word. More.... confident. Once you've done 5 or 6 or 10 or 13 miles, if you're struggling through an "easy" 3, you can at least remind yourself that you CAN do it. You HAVE done it. Countless times. So dragging your tired self through one more mile, two more miles... it may not be easy, but it's doable. And, 9 times out of 10, once it's over, you can look back and say "That wasn't so bad after all."
Plus, how often do I get to wear a skirt with ruffles on the butt? I mean, really. I'm 34, for goodness sake. LOL ;-)