You might be a runner if your training program tells you to run 2.75 miles and you lengthen it to 3 because who runs 2.75 miles on purpose?
I was supposed to do this run yesterday. But yesterday it was cold. And I was tired. And other excuses that add up to missing the run yesterday. Well, I got out today at least. I'm going to call it a win.
I gauged the distance well, so I didn't have to compensate too much at the end. Running for distance makes so much more sense to me than running for time. It's something about the way my brain works right now, I think.
And anyhow, the sun was out and I was here in Davis and all the conditions were perfect. Yay for getting the running done! Pressing forward. Not letting myself backslide. This is the point where backsliding happens for me. The distances will start to accumulate, and suddenly I'll be way behind.
And I have goals. I can't forget. The pain is temporary. The feeling of accomplishment will never go away.