our long weekend in d.c. put a damper on our running plans for the start of week 7. we talked about running on vacation and even brought our workout gear, but when it came time to getting up early on monday, we slept in. so we decided to run the day we returned, which was today.
this morning started at 5:30 so we could get back to my parents' house and then back to ours at a decent time. by the time we made it through our door, unpacked the car, unpacked our bags, etc. we were wiped out (and it was too warm to run then anyway). so the plan was for us to go in the evening, as long as the weather held up.
then of course it rained. poured. it stopped for awhile and the sun even came out, but wasn't long before another storm rolled through.
it finally stopped though, so we got in the car. except it wouldn't start. seriously? we switched cars and managed to make it to the trail. the run was tough after a nearly 4-day hiatus, but i pushed through and told myself to keep going even when i felt like my legs would give out or simply stop moving.
something inside me was saying, you can do it, you're doing it, you've done it!
a few minutes after our run, the sun came out (literally). it was the perfect moment after feeling like nothing had been working in our favor. but the sun was there and glorious, like a light at the end of the tunnel.
and it shone bright and free.
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