I got up this morning, still ill, but with the intention of squeezing out that final 3.46 mile run.
After falling asleep on the couch while watching Selena, I did eventually get to the gym...around noon.
I ran it slowly. But, I did it.
And I've paid for it the remainder of the day. [Cough, Cough]
But, I did it.
750 miles in 2012.
That is actually less than I did in 2011. But this time, I cut out 2/3rds of my runs for swimming and biking. So it was a much harder feat to accomplish this goal. I knew going into it, that it would be difficult. I feel good finishing it out. Even if it was 750 no more, no less.
|Purchased my watch in April. Was injured in Nov/Dec.|
|I am missing 3 runs, that I didn't get on my watch.|
Now onto January (and a new goal)...the month I dread the gym more than any other month. Ugh, New Year's resolutioners. Taking my equipment. Curse you.
PS - I looked up the mileage equivalent of 102,150m. I swam 63.4731 miles. I like counting in meters. Sounds more impressive.