Better Do Better

Hmm...holy crap have I been slacking. It's been a whirlwind past three weeks, and I feel it through my entire body. I get to sleep in tomorrow, but I leave for a long trip tomorrow night.

My running has sucked. My miles are way too low. I am hurting. I need to kick it up a couple of gears. I was committed, but fell off the wagon similar to Li-Lo's recent celebratory "Congrats You're Out Of Rehab" Vegas Trip.

I was in DC for a week and got some runs in the mall, which was outstanding, but my dogs (read: feet) were killing me from wearing dress shoes 12 hours a day while running around.

I ran an 8 miler last week and was had some serious doubt set in. Pain... My foot was (still) falling asleep, quad was tightening (or an invisible leprechaun was running next to me and punching the shit outta my thigh) and my feet just hurt. In other words, I've been a Sally comma bitch.

It's all good though. With great pain comes great reward. I will be outta town and able to take some time to see some new places while racking up some mileage.

I am going be utterly exhausted, but who cares. There's something to be said for driving your body to the ground just to get to the top of a hill, because looking back down that hill is so much more amazing.

Goonies never die.