Woop. Yesterday after work I ran the first 10k of my life. It was the longest continuous recorded run I’ve ever done. Granted, I run slowly. It took an hour. But I humpin’ did it. Plus Mr. Pencil was there to meet me at the end and run the last mile or so with me. He brought the dog but she couldn’t hack it, so he tied her to a piling on a dock that was part of the route. Some do-gooder passerby biker saw her there and called the Humane Society, thinking she’d been abandoned.

Next stop: Half marathon. Bring it!

I started a 13-week training program on January 1st of this year. At that point, I could barely run a single minute without puffing like a buffalo and nearly crying for the effort. Now I can, apparently, run 6.2 miles without pain. Not even sore or rough today.