My 201st post. Too bad I can't say I ran 2.01 miles today. I went running with A., a summer intern here at GFA. Or it would be best to say I attempted to go running with A. I died about 3/4 of a mile into the 2 mile run. My legs were okay, but my lungs were killing me. Felt like an iron hand clenching my diaphram. At the end of our run, I told her about my first CC race. She laughed so hard. So did I.
Let us continue to run with perseverance the race that is set before us!