I managed two decent runs this week, and I'm quite happy about it. On Wednesday, I ran ... in shorts ... in February. Just 2.5 miles at a 10:37 pace with the stroller, but that's okay. I didn't look at my watch once; I just ran what felt comfortable and enjoyed the run with zero ITB pain. On Friday, I logged 3.0 miles on the treadmill at a 10:13 pace with a 1% incline. I'm not trying to win any speed awards, and I read on AMR that when coming back from a break, it's better to focus on distance, not speed. So at this point, just running is a win! I have 13 weeks until my half marathon, which I think will be perfect. I can't focus on being fast, and may not break 2:00 again, but that's ok. I'll just be proud of myself to run.
My Patriots lost yesterday. I was bummed for a little bit, but in the scheme of things, it's so not a big deal. I remember when they lost 4 years ago, I didn't talk to anyone for the rest of the night. It was a big deal in my life at the time. Then when your daughter dies, a little football game becomes just that ... little. And really, who could be sad with this guy around?
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