Yesterday I ran over an hour on the treadmill, on my way home it started raining like never before, completely drenched I called my mom a hundred times - afraid to become ill, I desperately needed a ride. 15 minutes later, clothes wet and tight on my body - I felt so angry, I wanted to scream at the world but I screamed at my mother instead. She isn't the weather god... still I had to yell.
Today I woke up with a heavy head and sore throat... On saturday it's the midnight run. I'll do whatever it takes to be able to run.
1,5h weeks left of 5.45 mornings...
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