Rematch

It was me vs. the 4 mile loop that ruined my Tuesday run. I was mad and I demanded a rematch. It was hot outside and to top it off, an e-mail inviting associates at my office for free drinks and food from 5:30 to 7:00 popped up in my e-mail at 4:15. FREE drinks and food. Last time it was just drinks. But this was some serious temptation.

I was on the verge of fighting the temptation when a second e-mail showed up saying we could head to the bar at 4:45 if we wanted to. Oh, several months ago, that e-mail would have been music to my ears. But now it was just in the way. An obstacle between me and my rematch.

I was out the door. In my car. I was driving. I ended up at home, the bar and the happy hour miles away. But that darned rematch was on and if I didn't show, the 4 mile loop was going to win

It was time for my happy hour... and I was determined it would be much shorter than that.

I walked Tally and took her back home. And then I was off. 43 minutes later I returned. Satisfied, thankful and shocked that I took 9 minutes off of Tuesday's time.

Here's what I did differently. I ran. I stopped once. I ran some more. I didn't give up. I didn't think, "I can't do it." I just did it. And it felt good.

Take that 4 mile loop. I won.

However, this is alarming: my right ankle feels tender? Weird. I think I'll go ice it.