(photo credit: Kaeli Baker Photography)
Prologue: Every single one of the following thoughts occur strictly inside my head and, at no point in time, are verbalized…..unless…. I’m talking to myself.
Random Weekday Night: “It’s a perfect evening for a run. I’m feeling 5 miles tonight.”
** Gets in car and drives to wonderful, scenic running route 20 mins from home, full of piss and vinegar
Countdown on Apple Watch timer (3, 2, 1…..GO): “God, I love running.”
1/4 mile in: “My body kinda feels like shit. Maybe this was a bad idea today.”
1/4 mile plus a few steps:: “If I was on a trail right now, this would feel so much better on my body.”
One step later: “Did I lock my car door?”
1/2 mile in: “Ok, I feel a little better. This is gonna be great.”
1/2 mile to 3/4 mile span: “My hip is doing something weird, but whatever. I gave birth.”
3/4 of a mile in: “What’s the meaning of life?”
A couple more steps after that: “I wonder if they still have farmers markets here on the weekends.”
1 mile: “This shit is EASY. Let’s pick up the pace.”
Somewhere between 1 and 1 1/2 miles: “I smell weed.”
At the same time: “Remember that time you maxed a deadlift and ran a 10-mile road race in the same day? YOU ARE STILL THAT PERSON.”
Approaching 2 miles: “I could actually be done right now and be happy with that decision.”
A few steps later: “No, I’d never be happy with that decision. I said 5 miles so I don't stop before 5 miles. Ever.”
Still in that moment: “What if my ankle rolled and I sprained it right now? Would I still keep running?”
Answering myself: “Yes. Because I said 5 miles before I left the house an had any idea what my body actually wanted to do tonight.”
2.23242 miles in: “I fucking hate this.”
Mile 3: “Maybe I should try nasal breathing.”
Mile 3.01: “Ok, that's a terrible idea. I can’t breathe.”
Mile 3.02: “I might add on an extra mile to this run. It’s so nice out.”
Mile 3.25: “Don’t stop. Just go. Don’t stop. Your body won’t give out.”
Mile 3.5: “Why are there so many empty nips on the ground? People still drink nips?”
Mile 3.75: “I think the reason I’ve reacted so poorly to some stressful situations in my life is because I never felt heard as a kid.”
Mile 3.8: “I want to stop. Don’t stop. Whatever you do, you cannot stop.”
Mile 4: “Think about all the times in your life that you had to push through. This is a walk in the park. There is nothing that can stop you.”
Mile 4.2: “I want to stop.”
Mile 4.35: “Pretend you are carrying one of your children out of a burning building.”
Mile 4.5: “Half a mile left. You can do anything for half a mile.”
Mile 4.51: “No, you can’t. Half a mile is far.”
Mile 4.52: “Stop being a little bitch. Just go. JUST GO. Keep going.”
Mile 4.75: “I see Jesus.”
Mile 4.8: “Don’t stop at mile 5. Add just 1 more mile. You got this.”
Mile 5: “Shit, I have to go another mile now.”
Mile 5.25: “I am a champion.”
Mile 5.3: “I am capable. It hurts, but I want it to hurt. This is what separates me from the rest. I know how to push myself. I can do this.”
Mile 5.5: “I fucking hate running.”
Mile 5.75: “Where did I put my glasses last night before bed?”
Mile 5.85: “What the actual fuck. When is this shit OVER?”
Mile 6: “HOLY SHIT I FEEL LIKE A MILLION BUCKS.”
Walking off the cool down: “God, I love running.”
HOW ABOUT YOU?
😂😂😂😂 so funny and now I'm curious if I can do it!? 😁. Probably not 5 miles, but at least 1 at first 🥇🏆