I feel like I just carried the one ring to mordor, collected and destroyed all 7 horcruxes, and beat alex honnold up the face of El Capitan. Holy Frick. My legs are seriously fatigued. I plan on hitting 42 miles this week, which isn't a ton, but it's more than I've ran in a week since high school. Probably a dumb move but yolo right.
Suuuper slow. I would've lost to my grandma on speed. She could probably amputate one of her legs and I'd still lose. Let's just say I had a lot of time to think. Nonetheless, I did it.
St george in 30 days. ya know, I may have only started running again and training the last 2 weeks but if I've learned anything from Nike the last few days it's to not ask if your dreams are crazy, ask if they're crazy enough.