Thirteen miles, and no foot pain.
This post was written in response to the Sometimes Stellar Storyteller’s Six Word Story Challenge.
It is a true story, actually.
In 2013 I tried that same race and at halfway I was struggling to decide if I’d call my husband to pick me up because I could barely step with my left foot, or if I would persist and finish. I finished, but it took my forever to recover from injury.
Then on the following year I was feeling so well overall, after changing my diet, that I decided to sign up for the same race again to prove to the race and to myself that I could beat it injury-free. And so I did in 2014.
I planned to walk 6 miles/jog 7, ended up jogging 10 and walking only 3!!!!
The song on my phone on that day that best translated how I was feeling on that moment goes like:
“I’m on top of the world, hey. I’m on top of the world, hey!”