An awesome training run tonight -- more special because I didn't expect it to be. My schedule called for a 6km run at a steady pace. When I headed out a little after 6:30 p.m., it was still 25 degrees, I wasn't properly fueled, and I didn't feel much like pushing myself, but nevertheless I finished the run a few minutes faster than planned. That's not ideal either, of course, but it goes to show that the right motivation is a powerful thing. Whenever it started to hurt, I just reminded myself of how much harder it would be to go through cancer treatments, and how much I want to run well in Chicago -- for Kirsi and for Jon.
I was euphoric when I finished my run and realized that, despite a short walk break at the midday way point, over the full distance, I had averaged 6:00 per kilometre, my tempo pace. I really didn't think I had it in me. Now -- if only I can hang on to this resolve for the next four months! Maybe I really can run a personal best in Chicago.
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