As I got ready for my run this morning I put a lot of unnecessary pressure on myself. I have been working out like a mad man for the past three months, if I cant run five miles without any problems than why am I working out. I'm the kind of person that needs goals to feel like I'm accomplishing anything, I have felt out of shape lately because I have nothing to train for. The start of my run was not as great as I had hoped, my legs felt off and a little bit of doubt crept in. I had no set route and could easily return home after a couples miles if I wished to do so, I'm happy to report that I kept going. In true endurance athlete form I got stronger the further I went, from mile three to the end of my run I felt great. I wanted to keep going but knew that I need to run tomorrow and that anymore miles might be to much for the body to handle.
I was very happy when I returned home and mapped my run, I was ecstatic when I saw that I ran close to seven miles, my goal was five. My body feels strong which is a big weight off of my shoulders. I know I can run the distance but I need to know that I will be able to walk the next day. Blood sugar wise things went great, I was 134 when I left the house and 84 when I returned. Everything seems to be great as I move forward, running the half marathon on the tenth of March looks like it will be a reality!!