Not sure if you've heard or not, but I am perhaps the slowest runner in the history of running.
Since I am meeting my friend Debber for lunch tomorrow, and tomorrow was previously scheduled to be my mid-week run, I rescheduled to today.
And I went home, armed with my Britney Spears that I just downloaded from Amazon for a song thanks to Frugal Girls, prepped to run.
And run I did. I even added in a few loops that I don't normallly hit.
And headed home.
To discover that my time was dun, dun, dun...L-A-M-E, LAME!
As in 11.5 minute miles.
As in I probably could have walked faster.
(or not, but still, very slow...)
Sure, I'm glad to have gotten it in, but really, was I THAT slow?
Only 2.38 and my knees were tired. Not sore - TIRED.
Perhaps this is what happens when I don't allow as many days between runs as I have been.
Either way, this is puny considering all my girls just finished 13.2.
I gotta find a better way to push myself.
For now, I am blaming it on Britney.
She may be "Stronger than yesterday", but she isn't fast enough to speed me up. I need some Ke$ha pushing me.
Next run = Pandora or bust.