True life:
I wish I was good at running.
I wish I was good at running.
Spent two hours at the gym today. Whoop whoop.
That pretty much screams I have no life and obsess over my fitness. Ohhhh welllll.
Guess who ran 8mi today?! This bitch right hereee. I haven’t ran this far since I was a freshman. God do I feel good! I can’t believe I honestly did this, weekend long runs are going to become a habit!! And to top it off I almost hit the goal times for my 8 milers next XC season that my coach wants me to hit ! Damn did I have a good run today !
( And yeah I did it on a dreadmill because of the weather and family rules with snow and ice.-__- )
Packing all my meet clothes, and getting out my racing flats for an indoor race is such an exciting feeling for me. I’m going to run the mile tomorrow and see where I’m at. Hopefully it’s around 6mins or sub 6! I’m just going to run fearlessly and tear up the track. NGUNGI. (Never Give Up, Never Give In. - my head football coach *lol)
I should probably be sleeping, I had a rough workout today.
Gotta recover them muscles y’all.
I have this desire to be physically tired, strained, and exhausted every damn day.
Why?
Because I run.
I’m sleeping with my clave compressions on. My calves hurt way too much to not have compression on them.