Stretchy pants, sports bra, baggy t-shirt, socks and running shoes.
Wash my face, so the mascara doesn't run right along with me!
The treadmill is my friend, as well as an intimidating foe.
Ready...Set...GO!
Trying to control my breathing, and distracting my mind away from the timer.
Holding on to the handle after my throat and chest start to hurt a little 5 minutes into the run!
Pace yourself and remember to breathe correctly, is my only thought.
Chest and throat start to burn... 8 minutes!!
Face feels hot, legs feel like rubber.... Pull the chicken switch at 13 minutes!
Did I just run a Marathon? NO, I ran for 13 minutes.... Boy am I OUT OF SHAPE!
Hey 13 Minutes is 13 Minutes MORE than you did Yesterday!! One day at a Time Sarah! You'll get there. 13 Minutes is AWESOME! don't down play that. you are lapping everyone else that is still sitting on the couch!
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