We Kin Get Thin!

Just before leaving work yesterday, I was thinking about my impending treadmilling. I had what should have been a fleeting thought - I wonder if I can bust out a 5k tonight?
I don't know why I thought that. I haven't been even close to it lately.  But as I was driving home, I as really psyching myself up for it.  Why couldn't I do 5k? I knew that physically, it must be possible. It's only 3.1 miles and I've done 2.5 before (though, that was hard enough!)  But still, literally, I could do it.
Mentally though? Not so sure.

Anyway, I convinced myself I could.  I hopped on, covered the display with a towel, and vowed to run for 10 songs before looking. One mile takes me 17 minutes, so I assumed that 3 would take about 50.
And off I went!  Since I wasn't watching the display, I couldn't tell you when it got really difficult, but my guess is somewhere around mile 2.  My knees had really had it, but I had to push through. I had to! 2 days of angry knees is so worth the feeling of being able to say I finally hit 5k!

I really needed this. So maybe that is why I tried so hard.  I've just been so frustrated lately and I needed to show that I CAN do something, even if it's not on the scale.

Go me!