The best thing about having the world’s crappiest run (yesterday) is that you can have a crappy run (today) and still say “well, at least it wasn’t as bad as yesterday.”
About today’s run: Well, at least it wasn’t as bad as yesterday.
If my progress continues at this rate, in three months I’ll be dead. And I’ll still say, “well, at least it wasn’t as bad as yesterday.”
Maybe tomorrow monkeys will fly out of my butt. I will say, “Well, at least not as many monkeys flew out of my butt as yesterday.” Here’s hoping.
3 miles, tm (70)
12:27, 14:04, 14:08