The darned wind. Oh the darned wind. It was blowing out at my sister's. It was great for the first few miles because it blew me out, then I turned around for the next 5 miles and had my work cut out for me. I kept reminding myself that I became a stronger runner when we were living in AZ and I'm pretty sure its because I was constantly fighting wind. Its kind of like how swimmers wear that second swimsuit.
My legs felt awful for the first four miles or so and then the awkward feeling faded away. I'm grateful that this temper tantrum my legs are throwing right now is happening now and not two weeks before the marathon. I really think (hope) (pray) (desperately desire) that it will go away soon.
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