I woke up today to a beautiful Sunday Autumn morning. It seemed appropriate to get a little workout in. I was able to talk my wife into joining me for the run. Normally, she doesn't run on Sunday. It is her day of rest. But she grudgingly agreed that she needed to get out and "git r dun!"
She runs much faster than I so to say she joined me is not correct. It is more like I looked at her butt as we ran and watched it get smaller and smaller as I continued to slow.
We only ran a mile and I was again determined to beat my previous time...and I did! I made the mile in 10:51, knocking 8 seconds off my best time. It's no milestone but it is a progression of achievable goals towards my final end goal of not being dead...before my time.
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