I got up and went to the computer and vented about it to MFP, then decided to head out the door. The run wasn't spectacular and I probably should have worked a little harder and pushed a little further. I only did 1.85 miles in 28 minutes. But I suppose considering that I was initially not going to do anything at all but sit on my tush, that it was better than nothing. I came in and realized that sweat was pouring off of me and how good I felt afterwards.
|Excuse the messy bathroom and the cat...|
So this post is a huge lesson to me that now matter how discouraging things seem, just never, ever give up.