I made it. Today I ran farther than I’ve ever run before—nine miles. I was starving, thirsty, tired, and salty, but I made it. That’s the nice thing about the group runs. By myself I would have probably quit at five miles (truthfully, I probably never would have started in the first place). But the group pushes you, encourages you, and makes you feel like you’re in it together.
It was a good run. It got really hot towards the end, but I stayed strong. However, I was DEFINTELY glad when it was over. I got a Starbucks and rode the EL home. It was nice to sit down.