Slow but steady...slow but steady... slow by steady:
The chant in my head as I made my way across 3 miles of pavement at a jog for the first time since I pulled my left hamstring weeks ago.
It felt incredibly slow, but good. And this run was just in the nick of time since this weekend I have a 6 mile race with my sisters.
Back to chanting....
This is a blog about me wanting to get in shape for myself, keeping my curves, and maybe venting about how much it can suck trying to be a Fat Bottomed Runner.
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