Saturday I did not want to get out of bed. At all. But I slithered from the sheets at about 6 am, donned my running gear and set out at 6:30 to do the longest run of my life, to date. And I'm so glad I oozed out of bed.
Do you have a run that was so good you can't get it out of your head?
What's the farthest your legs have ever carried you?
Safe and happy running!