Week 3: Run 4

Scheduled: 7
Actual: 7
RPE: 4

Saturday - Dec. 17th
So, everything was going fine for my first mile and a half. I was cruising along at a good clip, my Christmas present from Louie (an iPod shuffle named Catch) was spinning some tunes, I was wearing a new pair of pants. The morning was crisp. All things good. Until, I fell. In the mud. Green, diarhea colored mud. All down my leg. And on my hand. I spent the next mile and a half thinking everyone thought I shit my pants. It was a tough run mentally, to say the least.

I managed to hurt myself stretching the next day. More about that on the next entry.