Ever wondered how many steps are in a tenth of a mile? Me either! But, I can tell you that during my run yesterday, I sure counted them, and continued to count every single step as I neared the end of the third and final mile of the day. Winded and worn, I wished that the treadmill would move faster than the mere five miles per hour I'd set it on. Yet, I was certain that if it moved just a fraction of a mile faster, I'd be sure to die!
I went into yesterday's training session with great expectations and enthusiasm, sure that I'd be able to run the first two miles, and only walk a small portion of the third one. Although I'm pleased with my performance, I was definitely surprised when at the end of mile one I was bargaining with myself about the first stopping point.
Have you ever done that - negotiated with yourself? I found myself making deals I knew I wouldn't be able to keep: "if only you finish the second mile without walking;" "maybe just one and a half miles, that'll be half way." Then I started doing math in my head - figuring out how far I could walk, and maintain a decent run/walk ratio.
Needless to say, with all the mindless chatter, I am proud to say that I completed a three mile run! I didn't fall off the end of the treadmill. Neither did I pass out mid-run. No, I finished the run, head held high, breathing hard, but still breathing. Now I look forward to this day of rest as much as I did yesterday's three mile run.
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