Hello all,
Today I reached the 3 mile mark in a run. Actually, once I get past the first mile to mile and 1/2, running seems to get easier. And to think, I was only running .7 of a mile and was completely worn out just 4 weeks ago.
I am just about 192 lbs, which will be down from 218 when I first started. 26 lbs.
I keep going. I love the little motivational things that have come into my life.
Last weekend I was pumping gas at Fleet Farm. There was a man there too, pumping gas. He was a slow moving man using two canes. While we were in line waiting to pay, we began to chit chat. We had to wait because there was a cash register being switched. We both paid and we were going out the door. As you can imagine, with two cains, he was very slow. I opened the door for him. He said "I guess I won't be running any marathons...or even running again" I smiled and said, "Yes, probably not". Then he said "I sure wish I would have."
To him I tribute today's run. I got to 3 miles for the guy at Fleet Farm, because he never did, and probably never will.
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