The 2nd one was the Long Run of 7 miles. It almost didn't happen. While waiting for Scuttlebutt, I decided to step on this...
|Ant Hill courtesy of some photo found on Google|
My ankles are now black and blue. They did blister. Of course my fascination with my skin made me pop them (I wanted to be a dermatologist until I realized I had to touch other people's skin. That's just gross). I'll probably add to the scar count.
Tuesday was the 4.5 mile run. Unlike last's weeks where my heart almost went through my chest, I maintained the 9 minute/1 minute pace of 5mph/3.4 mph for 40 minutes and then took it down to 4.7 mph for the other 16. Yesterday was my 3 mile run. A little slow. 5mph for 2 miles, the other mile I tinkered all over the place but settled at 4.5 mph. One walk, but that was to drink some water, as the heat even inside is just gross.