You knew this would happen, didn't you? I have race fever. All it took was being injured for four months. Clearly, reverse psychology works on me, so the next time I whine about how I've lost my mojo and hate running and hate training, wah wah wah, just tell me I'm FORBIDDEN from doing it. That will certainly cure me.
Assuming D doesn't mind since we're hosting the big dinner, I would like to do a 10K on Thanksgiving and then the same 10-miler I did last year on January 13. After that, who knows? I refuse to obsess about it until
Baby steps....
1 comment:
Woot! Love that obsessed about racing feeling...
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