6.55 miles. Slow, heavy, hot, hard,--felt like I just started running again my Freshman year in high school.
That's what I get for doing nothing for 13 days. No running. No exercise.
I'm angry I got lazy. Well, not lazy. Maybe discouraged.
But I'm back. Baby.
And I love running. Unequivocally.
Back in.
Race-wise, I can still qualify for the Boston Marathon. It's not really an issue, as long as I stay on course from now and on.
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