26 Or Bust!

As expected, Saturday was my first distance record with a solid eight mile run. Near the end was hard, but I kept telling myself that I would run past one more light post, one more light post, just one more. When I finally started to walk, it was three miles over what I had ever run before.

Was it exciting? Sure. Tiring? Yep. Hurt? A tiny bit. Best part? From here on out, every Saturday I will run farther than ever before. Every Saturday will be a new personal best.