A good friend shared this poem below with me today. Couldn't be more fitting, so I thought I would add it to the blog to share with you. Thanks BOB!
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!- Rudyard Kipling
Weekly Update: Sun - 30K Mon - Boot camp, Tues - 6k, Wed - 10k (7hills), Thurs - 10k Tempo, Fri/Sat - off and Sun - 20 (Grand total of 76K in eight days) No wonder I need ADVIL and icy hot.
Today was a beautiful day for a run. Couldn't ask for better weather. I ran with my good friend Mary and ran a 6.4 min/km. Then around the 12k mark my ITB started to flare up again. Argh! How frustrating when your body wont cooperate with your mind. I did push through, dreaming about the Starbucks chat at the end and the bottle of ADVIL waiting for me when I got home. Technically, I was ok as long as I didn't stop running. Which does make for an interesting run when you can't stop, for stop lights or cars.
Well, I am glad to say I finished and I made it back to the store, even if the end wasn't pretty. I have now gone for a walk with Paige, watched the kids play baseball and am very much looking forward to a steak dinner and glass of wine tonight!
Till next week,
Megan
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