I killed my run today. Crushed it.
After 1 mile, I was at 8:56.
After 2 miles – 17:39 (That was an 8:43 mile.)
After 3 miles – 26:17 (8:38)
After 4 miles – 34:41(8:24)
After 5 miles – 42:50 (8:09)
All of that, a faster-and-faster five-miler to celebrate my 80th Consecutive Day of Running!
I determined to try to go the distance this year, to run 365 consecutive days without fail.
The plan when I started was to count any run of at least one mile as enough to qualify for running that day. I’m glad (and proud) to say that I haven’t had to fall back to that standard., My shortest runs have been two miles (and I’ve only done that a handful of times).
I feel strong and positive and good.
I feel great, in fact. Well, at least today, but please don’t get any misconceptions.
As I’ve done this, I have had back pain and other pains. I’ve had more than a few visits to my chiropractor and have had my son, who is also a chiropractor, also adjust (and fix) me. My physical therapist also sees me once a month, at least.
But today I feel great and ten years younger. Maybe more.
Yesterday I struggled through a four-mile run that made me feel twenty years older at times.
This is what it’s all about.
It’s not just about getting the run in and doing the best I can. It’s also about running and pushing myself when I don’t feel like it. Finding the strength to push forward when it would be easier, much easier, to just take a day off.
It’s also about enjoying and basking in the glory of a great run.
I’m now 80 days into this thing. In under three weeks I’ll hit Day 100.
I am very confident that I can do this. Very confident.
I have a long way to go. But I’m strong and good and full of positive energy.
That’s what it takes to achieve.
And I am achieving!