So I was dreading today because I know that it meant I would need to make it a mile and see how I did. I was expecting to be the fastest, in fact I was pretty sure that I was going to be the slowest. I enjoy it when I am right, to an extent. I finished just under a 23 minute mile. Do you know what? I am quite proud of myself. I didn't need to stop, I just kept going. My legs ached from the shin splints and I was sweating pretty good, even got lapped. At the half mile I had considered throwing in the towel and not finishing it. I didn't because there was a goal and I was determined to make it there. One good thing was that I had Matt from season 9 join us again and he kept me company. Even played some country music to help pass the time. I think I will consider doing that the next time I need to run.
So I was expecting to be pretty sore from the past two days and to be truthful, I am. The soreness will eventually go away and the reward will be worth it. My family is supportive, my team is supportive and so are my coworkers. I see this as a turning point in my life that needed to come and I am grateful that it has.