It was time to s*** or get off the pot. So I decided to take a big one.
At 50, Darlene beat obesity, gave up meds prescribed “for life”, and healthier than people half her! Then destroyed PTSD and half marathon anxiety. She’s kind of a super hero.
Pretty much any kind of progress you want to have in your life is precipitated on you having enough discipline to work at it.
I missed last year’s UCP Half-Marathon in Florence, Alabama. I won’t this year.
Running a 5K sucks. Not as a race or as an event, but as a distance. More miles is more fun.
I get blisters all over my Hobbit feet. If New-Skin liquid bandage can help, I’m all ears.
Using the incline on your treadmill can simulate outdoor running.