I am supposed to run 10 miles on Sunday in the Army 10 Miler.
I stopped training last Sunday when I ate pavement on my shortboard. My knee still hurts like a... a lot.
In an attempt to get back in the swing of things I ran 6 miles tonight and it was not pretty.
I saw a buddy down on the mall. We were waiting for a red light right before the World War II memorial. He said, 'come on, run with me'. To which I responded as I was getting a drink, 'no, you go ahead, I'll catch up'. Which in running lingo is the international phrase for 'you are WAY faster than I am, and there is no way in hell I'm running with you because I will die.' I saw him sprint past me on his way back... I was still a football field from the Lincoln Monument.
So, I made it, but oh my knees hurt. But, as my good Army COL buddy says, 'You can do anything. It just matters how bad you want to HURT the next day.'
I think I'm going to run on Sunday. But I am prepared to hurt really bad come Monday morning.
As they say in the Army, Hooah.
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