Dehydrated, underfueled, and sore-legged. That has the makings of a good Friday run, right? Anyway, I dialed in 35 minutes and battled through it at what turned out to be a pretty decent pace, despite feeling cruddy. Unfortunately Sports Bra Chafe is rearing its ugly head again where my bra rubbed skin off my chest. It hurts.
I was surprised to see that my favorite treadmill had a brand new belt this morning! No more slipping. I don’t know if it made much of a difference for the run, though.
There’s a nasty storm headed this way early next week. It’s highly likely that I’ll miss Monday’s run, since it would be outside…
Running While Fat 