My three mile run today felt like death. I tried to do hills while retaining five extra pounds of water weight; it was a horrible idea. My God. And I thought my 8 miles was bad. I felt like spent the night making out with a salt lick, but I’m pretty sure my misery is due to hormones. On the bright side, I felt pretty whipped on Sunday after my eight mile run, but I wasn’t sore at all on Monday. So, my body complains while doing the run, but doesn’t seem to be any worse for the wear the following day. Good to know. 

Total Miles logged: 29.7

Days until the pig: 110

Miles run today: 3

Average pace: 5.1 mph