Today I did my run on the treadmill because it's gunna be a humid day. So anyways I get really bored on that thing, running to nowhere. I had some good music going, Eminems Lose it, and I was imagining what it would be like at the Triathlon. I was at the 1.95 mile mark and realized I would be seeing the finish line by that point. I actually heard the cheering, and folks urging me on to finish. I started to cry and had to "mop the sweat away" to mask the tears. It was so emotional. I hope on the day I will be able to hold it together. Sometimes I can't believe I'm really doing this.
Worked with trainer and jogged. I'm going rock climbing this evening for the first time.
the bitch is back
12 years ago
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