Nov
30th
We ran 16 Saturday.
First 6 were a walk in the park.
Next 3 were easy but we would rather have been doing something else.
Next 3 I could definitely feel it. I would rather have been doing anything else.
Last 4, I was sweating like a farm animal and only pride in keeping up (sort of) with My Beloved and not quitting was driving me on.
John did great – soldiering on as always, slowing down to stay with me the last 4 miles.
Good Guy.
Even now, hours and hours later, my ankles and knees are wishing to be put up, thank you, and I’d like to order a crotchety little furry heating pad to lie across my lap like this:
Can’t wait to see that little bugger in about 3 weeks.