So I've been able to run a mile for several weeks now and it's still felt so hard. The first 2 laps are the hardest.
Well.. tonight.. as I approached my mile marker, my legs had a mind of their own and kept going. And not at the 12 mile per hour pace I usually go.. they just started moving as fast as they could! Sprinting! I just had this huge smile on my face and I was pushing so fast and so hard, I started crying with joy (Sounds cheesy but it was like I was high on drugs or something LOL)
and I went at least 1/3 mile longer!
My legs, my mind and my breathing were all 3 separate entities. My legs felt like they could go forever. My mind was in shock. My breathing just couldn't keep up!
But when I was finished I felt as high as a kite! So chuffed with myself! Funny I had to make myself go out and run and I am SO glad I did!!