Today’s scheduled run was a 5-miler. Yes, I finished it. No, it was not pretty. Yes, I feel like I’m about to keel over.
For the record, I’d like to say that I’m pretty sure 3 miles is my practical limit on the treadmill. No amount of morning TV faff can sustain me for a longer run, and MSNBC isn’t even entertaining. (Maybe next time I’ll put on PBS and learn more about dinosaurs. Kids learn about all kinds of new dinosaurs now!)
Maybe these longer weekday runs are meant to teach me that I ought to quit whining about the 3 mile distance– there’s always something worse.
Running While Fat 