Last Saturday, my little sister ran a 10K in 48:52! This means that if I can’t reach my goal of running the same distance in less than 60 minutes, I can’t blame it on a.) our genes, or b.) our short legs. I’m just a little over 5 feet tall, and my sister’s shorter than I am.
Last night it was raining and cold and I couldn’t motivate myself to go make the trek to the gym to use the treadmill. Plus, my dog was being very antsy. So what did I do? I ran laps around the apartment with my dog. Every bit of practice helps, right?