So yes, I did it. Instead of doing a carbon copy of the post from my running blog, I think I'll just link it right here.
So what happens now? I'll admit that I am already thinking about running again. I've got dreams for a half-marathon or maybe even another full one down the line, a few 10- and 5Ks here and there. Who knows? I'll see what I can fit in before my schedule says, "Stop running, have a baby." (Ooooh, I just said it!)
So now that my stomach has stopped hating me (for the most part), my junk food cravings are running rampant. I have never been so excited to eat Kraft dinner. And what's worse, I'm thinking of doing it "the bad way" and doing it with all butter/margerine, no milk, because apparently it tastes even better that way. I'm not actually going to do it, but I'm thinking about putting a little more butter and a little less milk. Oh my, this is so gross.
My legs feel sore, but they're not as heavy as they were yesterday. I'm already thinking of running maybe 5-10K on Saturday, just for old time's sake. What does that even mean?
I have to go out on Friday night. I MUST. I haven't gone out late on a Friday night since July and I PAID for it (I ran 25K the next morning while hungover. Bad idea.). Wow, back to normal life...
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