So yesterday’s goal was to run 8 miles.
But my running partner and I arrived at the designated location without a designated route (others were out of town)! So we ran when we thought would be about 8 miles. And afterwards, we discovered, with the use of sophisticated measuring devices (my car), that we’d run 9 whole miles!
The great part is, it was a good run. We took it slow at the beginning and ran strong at the end. I think I could have gone at least 3 or 4 more miles! It was a good day.
So I’m starting to enjoy running! It’s fun when you don’t feel like you’re in pain the whole time! Don’t know if we’ll do 9 miles again next week or if we’ll move ahead to 10 miles…