Standing Still
A sense of accomplishment. That's what I felt at the end of this run yesterday. A sense of closure, even. A big fat "phew!". This pas Fall, I began a workout program designed to get me to a 5km run. I spent at least an hour a day doing strength training followed by a 20 minute run with intervals. At the end of the program, I was to run a 5km. Oh, how I prepared! I was diligent in my training and pushing myself past my limits, proud of the progress I was making. I even downloaded music on my phone so that I would have a playlist for my big day (something I never, ever do). I took care to do the stretches and take my rest days so that my body would be able to do the distance easily. I mean, this wasn't my first rodeo. I've done plenty of 10km runs, two half-marathons and regular strength training for years. Hell, I even went so far as to start meditating and visualizing this run. This was going to be a no-brainer. The day was fast approaching and the weather in Cal...