I may survive week 3. I say this cautiously because it was still a slog today. But on the final iteration of six, I was able to go more than a minute running at the strongest pace of the day, a nice steady lope. This gives me hope. My calves were on fire and my right shin made vague threats, but all in all, it was a good run.
I find that my runs are a lot more difficult when I have to go solo. Jack got his hair colored yesterday and cannot get it wet until Sunday. So between the threat of rain and the sweat from running, he had to sit this one out. Hopefully next week he’ll be able to do all three (for the first time!) so I have someone to keep me motivated and moving.
Anyway, I survived week 2 and am feeling really good! Bring on week 3! (After a two day break, please…)