It is Saturday morning, and I am still feeling the rush from my accomplishment on Friday morning!! I took my butt out to the park, hopped on the trail, and took off jogging. Not that I haven't done that before but this time was special. I had decided to see where I stood in advance of the 5k I am entering on March 19. So I take off, and I am feeling so good! I had taken Thursday off as a day of recovery in general as I was sore and stiff all over. I managed to not do anything, but I am pretty sure that may have been the root cause of my grumpiness all day Thursday. I digress. So as I finish that first lap, I am thinking really? No tiredness, no hard breathing? Is this really me? So I head into the second lap and finally about half way through it, I am like well I can tell I am jogging but still, no real noticeable effects. So third lap I do feel it finally but I am 2.25 miles in though. I don't deny that my last 3/4 of a mile was a bit of a struggle, but not like it should have been. I mean wow, am I really doing this? My final numbers? 3 miles, 31 minutes!!! If my memory serves, that puts me at worst middle of the pack, probably middle front!! So now I am totally looking forward to next months 5k!
But here is the more amazing part. I am doing it again this morning! I am sore, but not so sore that I can't go again! I think all the uphill training I have been doing on the treadmill throughout the week has got me in pretty good shape! God is good baby!!