My second run (the very next day) took me 1.3 miles and made me feel like a superstar.
The difference? Not stopping.
This seems like an obvious deduction - if you don't stop running, you will run further - and yet the results of this truth transported me twice as far as I would have thought possible.
Please keep in mind that I have NEVER ran a solid mile. Not during gym class in high school, not when I decided to join the track team in junior high because my boyfriend was on the team, not ever. So to find the stamina, and perhaps more importantly, the willpower to run 1.3 miles is nothing short of a miracle!
And the craziest thing? It felt amaz-ing. Sure my calves burned (a LOT!) but the personal satisfaction, and utter disbelief, were euphoric.
So my challenge to you is get up, get out, and go. And when you think you have to stop, keep going. When you feel like you have to stop, keep going. And when you finally do stop, congratulate yourself for going further than you ever dreamed possible!
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