Tuesday: I ran 3 miles. This was the first time I had run 3 miles in a while and I was so happy I was able to do it. I may have gone slow, but I am more interested in the distance right now than the time.
Wednesday: I tried really hard to get two miles in but my body was dead. I didn't do my usual path and that messed me up. I was pretty disappointed in myself, but I knew I would be ok and to just keep moving!
Thursday: It rained all day long. So i tried the treadmill. Didn't even make it half a mile
Friday: Even though I was suppose to rest I really wanted to get some cardio in. So I did. I decided to rest on Saturday instead.
Sunday: As I mentioned yesterday I finally reached four miles. Not purposefully I was running a whole lot faster than I had been lately. As in between 20-30 seconds faster. I got through 2 miles feeling absolutely great and proud of myself. And then mile 3 came and I died. I had to walk a little for the last 2 miles. But I ran more than I walked so I am counting it a success since I made it to four miles in pretty dang good timing for myself!