I walked this morning with my friend, something we do 4 days a week now. We normally do about 1.4 miles, a bit more if the spirit moves us, but today we walked all the way from one end of the trail to another, a whole 2.8 miles!
Not only that, but we did it at a pace that's about 1 full minute faster than usual. Our starting pace was 23ish minutes per mile when we started walking several weeks ago, but we'd gotten it down to about 20.5 minutes per mile or so. Today, we walked twice as far as usual and we did it at a 19.5 minute per mile pace.
I feel so, so good about myself. I also feel exhausted, my legs feel like jelly, my fingers were swollen up like sausages, my hamstrings are killing me (but they were when we started), I feel vaguely like I might toss my cookies, and my face is crazy red, but I also feel amazingly proud of myself!
At the end of trail, the sun was coming up through the trees and I got this shot...
Such a beautiful morning. Not only that, but one day a week she and I are going to start writing together again (we're both writers, we met in college where we both earned our BAs & MAs in English). We'll start doing so again next week. Making us doubly productive.
If anything, today's triumph has made me realize that I absolutely can do that 5K I'm wanting to register for next year. I have plenty of time to train between now and then, and if I can walk 2.8 miles now, at my heaviest, I can certainly do it when I'm better shape!
Now it's time for me to have a snack. I hope y'all are having a lovely morning, wherever you are!!