First of all, let’s get my new food obsession out of the way.
(I need to get better at shaving my knees.) At the end of my 22-miler today, I was fairly certain that I would be spending the rest of the day on my bed begging MFP to bring me snacks and drinks.
I laced up my shoes (well I really just tied them because they were already laced up) and headed out for my last long long run of this cycle at 5:30 a.m. with two other ladies who are as crazy as I am. (Thank goodness.) While this run wasn’t all rainbows and unicorns because it really felt hard by the end, a feeling of accomplishment descended over me as we rounded the corner during the last mile.