I’m fucking freezing and I ran in Prospect Park today – 55 minutes – not sure how far…

Am I really doing this again? I go from being so happy to TERRIFIED.  Overall I have this feeling though… I’m welcoming the challenge.

Happy to have a purpose in my runs.  They have become so mundane lately – this is different.

It’s sunny out.  My breathing is heavy.  My sneakers are never tied too tight – its like slipping on slippers.  Ive been doing this for years – way before “Born To Run” and before people started wearing sneakers that look like gloves.

I can still pass everyone  because I’m faster!  But that’s going to change (a little) very soon.

I remember passing some dudes in central park when I was 7/8 months and them being like “oh man… This is embarrassing”

I love this challenge.

I remember this