Today was a day of great victory! I really didn't think I could do it, but I ran a 12 minute mile today. Not wogged (walked + jogged). I ran the whole darn thing. I can't tell you if I've ever done that before in my entire life! I was so excited that I almost hopped off the treadmill and jumped on Drew, while screaming at the top of my well-used lungs. I managed to contain myself, but WOOOWEEE!
I was wondering if the treadmill was broken or maybe I'm still affected by the three cups of coffee and two cups of tea I've consumed over the past 32 hours. Who knows, but I'm willing to try it again tomorrow... and then see how much farther I can go.
Run, fat girl, run! (How many of you get the Simon Pegg reference?)
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I love you and your 12 minute mile! I've seen the victory in your eyes after a terrific running accomplishment and it was AWESOME! I was proud of you then and I'm proud of you now! I wish I were there to give you an Abby-hug. But you've probably had a lifetime of those squeezed into 4 years (no pun intended). I love you Beth Sanborn Newman!
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