March 18th (again)
Still a glorious day, but I experienced some minor mental defeat. I went running and, for the first time in… years… I ran over 10-min miles. I mean, I’m not a very good runner, and there are many times that I run a 6.0 pace purposefully. There are also many times when I have to stop and walk and, therefore, end up with slower miles. But I was running the whole time, and still was over 10-min mile pace.
The awesome thing is that I was still proud of myself. It didn’t really bother me because I had accomplished a distance goal that I set. I’m trying to really enjoy these last few chances to jog, since there soon will come a time when my belly is too cumbersome to manage it. Then I’ll be walkin’ it up with all the other mamas over at Mueller!