Our group ran ten miles yesterday morning. I'm still in disbelief that I ran ten miles. That was Foster Ave beach to the North ave pedestrian bridge and all the way back. I think driving that is long, but I RAN it. I'm so freaking proud of myself for running ten miles, not complaining once, and actually ENJOYING IT. That's right, I had FUN running 10 miles. I had a great time goofing off with these two cool dudes in my pace group, talking about the hot shirtless runners that would pass us, telling stupid stories...
I feel like this running business is really going to stick. I have the itch today to run but I have to take the day off to recover from yesterday. My feet bled yesterday - where they bend into the top of the tongue of my shoes. I don't know if it was the shoes doing it or if this is what this mysterious 'chafing' is. I'm going to buy some of that runners lube (lol) and see if it helps on my twelve mile run next Saturday.
Speaking of next Saturday, me and one of my pace group pals will both be in Anaheim for a work conference so we are going to do our 12 miles together there! Sort of cool huh? Total small world.
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