I'm reminded of this today because my Wednesday night Ride the Wave group had our first "Hill Workout" last night. (I did take the dog - she was ecstatic - it was her second walk of the day!) I was expecting we would pick a big hill and then run up and down it a bunch of times, but I was mistaken. We ran as a group, 4 1/2 miles in a figure-eight loop on the streets of a hilly neighborhood. It wasn't as grueling as what I expected, but it was certainly a really tough workout. We earned it last night. (What did we earn? Well, I guess that's up to each of us.) And this morning, I marvel at how my legs aren't even sore.
I was talking with someone during the run last night (and last week too, I think... hmmm, I must talk about this a lot.) about how slow my weight loss has been over the past 18 months. Running helps me stay focused and committed despite the slow progress. I focus on the running because that's where I can always see improvement. It's not always on the scale. It's not always on my ass or in the way my clothes fit. But it's right there on the clock. If I work hard and stay consistent, it'll be there every damn week.
Shoot I think I just found myself a motto. Or at least an answer to that age-old question:
"Why do you run?"
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