MORNING ØUTPUT #3
We're a month away from my first 10k race. It's getting to me. Turning my stomach like bad milk. But I know I'm getting better. I went for a 4k run last night and felt pretty great all the way through.
I flew past this guy who was obviously out for one of his first introductory half-run/half-walk jaunts. He reminded me of myself a year ago. Running a single mile and feeling like my insides were about to explode. It's nice to know that I've improved and built up a tolerance for cardio.
I just hope that by the time the 10k comes around, I would've done enough.
I have to say, I've developed a mad respect for anyone who's willing to put on those trainers and head out the door. More so for people just starting because that's when it's hardest.
WORKING - Short Stories
READING - The Waste Lands
LISTENING - The Bronx
WATCHING - The Strain