I hate running.
Shit is getting REAL.
Week 4 is hard. No more fooling around. No more 'run a few minutes, walk a few minutes.' It's time to run now. I was all cocky that this was a piece of cake. Nope nope no no no NO.
OK maybe I'm exaggerating. The most I've had to run is 6 minutes straight. That's not so much right?
YES IT IS!!
I hate running. I've had to employ some serious Lamaze type breathing to keep me focused on something other than the fact that I want to quit and go get a pizza.
On the positive side: my feet and ankles don't hurt as much anymore. Guess the new sneaks are doing their magic!
Here's an illustration that represents my current state:
See ya next week (I hope)!