My usual running partners were all off doing other runs/events so I was on my own. Sometimes that just makes it harder to get out and run when I'm not meeting someone at a certain time.
I drug myself out to the bike trail near Sac. State and got going. It only took about a mile and I started really getting pissed off at this cancer.
I thought, "Cancer, you picket the wrong person to F. with." I had 17 miles on my training schedule today… screw that, I'm doing 18.
I kept picking up the pace each mile. By mile 15 I had just about wore myself out with such a fast start, so the last 3 were a little tough.
I may not know what I'm going to do as far as treatment, but I'm not going to stop running, riding, and swimming.
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