What do you do when you've spent all day on your feet with a fussy baby, there are six inches of snow on the ground and more falling, and it's going to be dark in a half hour, but you have eight miles of running to do?
You pour yourself a hot chocolate, lace it with Bailey's and settle into the couch for a rigorous session of Netflix.
Ha. You must be new here.
No, instead you suck it up and go running.
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It was like running 8 miles on a Slip N' Slide. While I certainly burned a decent amount of calories and got my heart rate moving, I don't know that it was a great marathon training run. Everything about the run was erratic - my pace, my stride, my form, my breathing...
Yes, it was a difficult run, and I probably would have gotten more bang for my buck on the treadmill, but in the end it's 8 more miles down, and 8 miles closer to Boston.
You pour yourself a hot chocolate, lace it with Bailey's and settle into the couch for a rigorous session of Netflix.
 |
| Before. |
Ha. You must be new here.
No, instead you suck it up and go running.
 |
| After. That's an icicle hanging from my eyebrow. |
I
It was like running 8 miles on a Slip N' Slide. While I certainly burned a decent amount of calories and got my heart rate moving, I don't know that it was a great marathon training run. Everything about the run was erratic - my pace, my stride, my form, my breathing...
Yes, it was a difficult run, and I probably would have gotten more bang for my buck on the treadmill, but in the end it's 8 more miles down, and 8 miles closer to Boston.
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