AM #1: 5 easy miles at the gym. My friend Kellie (she came with me to the SG Half) happened to walk in the same time I did. I was SO very glad to see her. We chatted our way through 5 miles and I was grateful for her company. AM #2: I had a total mental breakdown in my basement gym. Tears were freely flowing and the running demons were charging full force. "You can never be the runner you want to be" "You will never get there" "You don't have the mental toughness to get through it" "You are NOT good enough to make it to Boston". I know...I know...silly. I'm taking this all too serious. But I'm sick of these stupid injuries. I'm tired taking one step forward and two steps back. Why is this "amazing sport" such a challenge for me? I truly hope I can look back at this entry someday and laugh. But not today. Sorry for the weepiness....no need for responses. I write this madness for my own running journal. 2x (I ran out of time for the 3rd set...had to change the home reading books at the school) 15 squats on Bosu 12 overhead press 12 butterflies 12 reverse butterflies 15 wall squats with ball 60-90 sec plank on ball (fore-arms and feet) LLL B6 on Bosu 15 clamps 50 calf raises 12 supermans Achy ankle
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