I made a lot of mistakes today.
My head really wasn’t in the game when I went out, and that was a problem. I was upset about something, and I carried that negativity with me. I was hoping the run would overcome it, but in the moment, i just felt bogged down.
I started late, made it .3 miles and had to turn back because… well, let’s just say I shouldn’t have had the last glass of water before leaving. So I started over, but my groove was off.
I was overdressed.
I checked the countdown timer way too many times.
I changed my route and for my last five minute jog portion, I thought I would run up a visible incline so that I could turn around and run back down and use the downhill to give me the extra momentum to finish strong. Yeah, that just wore out my legs.
Confession: with two minutes to go, I was actually talking to myself out loud, on the sidewalk, in public, saying such things as “You got this!” “You can do it!”
Oh, the shame.
But, I finished. It wasn’t pretty, but it got done.
One foot in front of the other, right?
I am doing something right, though. I had to order another pair of compression capris in a smaller size because my current ones are getting saggy, even running them through the dryer. And when I went to pick up a Yankees shirt to wear to a spring training game this past weekend, I found myself in a smaller size of Nike fashion tees. So there’s hope. And I’m sticking with it.