I've come to the obvious conclusion that I am not a runner! Ha. Who knew? Well, my high school gym teacher knew, and most of my athletic friends have figured it out along the way. I think I was in denial, however. Now I complained about running on Tuesday...cardio day, but the running doesn't just belong to Tuesdays. We have to run every day...for a long time...very fast. Fortunately, if you're in a hunched position gasping for air (believe me, I'm not the only one) Instructor Richins will turn a blind eye...unless, of course, your gasping continues for more than ten seconds...in which case he demands you start running again.
Today was my last day for the week...well, technically. We meet Fridays to "support" the newbies through their last day of Hell-week. Since I could never be considered "supportive" during such a torturous event I run my pants off alone on Saturday mornings. So I'll have a break tomorrow but I'll feel the self-inflicted burn on Saturday morning.
Until then...
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