This morning at seven, we had the mile and a half part of our fitness test. I was actually banking on running one lap, then walking the rest of the time. I walked up to Coach before the run, and he asked why I wasn't warming up. I had stretched some but didn't jog a little bit or anything. I told him I figured I would run one maybe two laps then walk. He said, "Don't you want to give your best effort?" I have to admit that that kind of ticked me off; I felt like that would be my best effort.
So, I ran. I ran all six laps. It was at a very slow pace, mind you, but I did it. I was definitely hurting by the end of it, but it actually wasn't as bad as I was afraid it would be. I think my time was somewhere around sixteen minutes. I was breathing so hard and crying a little, so I never heard whether or not he even gave me the time. That doesn't matter; I finished it.
Now the sprints Thursday may be a completely different matter...
Daron,
ReplyDeleteI am SOOOOOOOOO proud of you! You have no idea. My little soldier! And a good story-teller at that. I am so proud of you. I wish you didn't hafta hurt. It'll be gone soon, don't worry! And, did I mention how proud I am of you???
Love forever and always,
Brittany