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I just ran 6 miles. I'm so proud of myself.
I'm running a 10K on saturday. A couple weeks ago, a friend suggested I run it with him. We run together fairly often, but never more than 3 miles. Actually, until this past week, I'd never run more than 3 miles without stopping to walk, and even then, I'd only ever done 5 miles. But there's something about him that I can't say no to, so when he asked me to train with him for the 10K, I had to agree. Admittedly, it is the perfect time for me. Classes are done, I finished my two projects (a paper and a fugue) today, I have a couple finals on thursday and then I'm done. I have two concerts this weekend and I come home monday. So for the first time in a while I actually do have the time to dedicate to running. But when I agreed to train, and to run the race (bargin sealed with a high five), I expected to back out. I agreed only because there's a 5K, too, and I know I can run that. We agreed to run every other day. Start with 2, the next day 3, then 4, 5 and finally 6. I expected to get to our 4 mile day, and tell him to go on without me. I purposely didn't bring up the topic of actually registering for the race because I intended to back out and run the 5K instead. But I'm not.
I'm not backing out.
I can actually do this.
Sure, in the big scheme of things, 6 miles isn't all that far. But in my scheme of things, 6 miles is far. I'm happy.
I'm running a 10K on saturday. A couple weeks ago, a friend suggested I run it with him. We run together fairly often, but never more than 3 miles. Actually, until this past week, I'd never run more than 3 miles without stopping to walk, and even then, I'd only ever done 5 miles. But there's something about him that I can't say no to, so when he asked me to train with him for the 10K, I had to agree. Admittedly, it is the perfect time for me. Classes are done, I finished my two projects (a paper and a fugue) today, I have a couple finals on thursday and then I'm done. I have two concerts this weekend and I come home monday. So for the first time in a while I actually do have the time to dedicate to running. But when I agreed to train, and to run the race (bargin sealed with a high five), I expected to back out. I agreed only because there's a 5K, too, and I know I can run that. We agreed to run every other day. Start with 2, the next day 3, then 4, 5 and finally 6. I expected to get to our 4 mile day, and tell him to go on without me. I purposely didn't bring up the topic of actually registering for the race because I intended to back out and run the 5K instead. But I'm not.
I'm not backing out.
I can actually do this.
Sure, in the big scheme of things, 6 miles isn't all that far. But in my scheme of things, 6 miles is far. I'm happy.