Still smiling after 8 miles of running. I cannot front. I am really shocked that I was able to get this done. This is officially the furthest I have ever ran, but I got a great feeling that it will not be for very long.

Rained, but I was feeling good.

Today, I got ready for my run by putting my shoes on, getting my headphones, and hitting the door. I was quickly greeted by a rain drop that hit my left shoulder while in the driveway. I looked up and saw some dark clouds, but it wasn't raining yet. I decided to go back inside to check the weather.

While inside, the rain came down something serious. I took my shoes off and sat at the computer for some work. Obviously, I wasn't about to run.

After about 20 minutes of less, the rain stopped and my aspirations of running the furthest I have ever run before began to rise again. I got my shoes, headphones, and hit the streets.

My route

I ran out to my main street, 175th Street, stright West for 3 miles. This was a rough three miles, but I was determined. There are not sidewalks for long stretches of this route, so I was running in the middle of the street in the turning lane because the grass was really wet from the rains. The sun was shinning, but it was not all dried up.

Almost Hit by a Car!

During the first mile, I was running past a street. A car stopped short of the walkway and it seemed to be awaiting me and the traffic. Now, I did slow my pace to see if this car saw me. Once I figured it was safe, I began jogging in front of the car. Well, this person obviously didn't see me and hit the gas to continue their drive. I leaped in the air and put my hands out on the hood of the car avoiding getting hit. That was a close one.

I didn't even look back. I just keep going shaking my head because it seems like everywhere you go, people are in such a hurry that they are not concerned about anyone else. It is amazing, but I couldn't stop. It was a big day and I had big goals to accomplish.

After three miles, I made a left to run up to 183rd street for one mile. This run was very hilly, but I persevered and made it happen. After that mile, I made another left to find open sidewalk and three more miles of opportunity. I toughed it out and noticed that Bank Financial had the greenest grass I have seen in a long time. I really had to mention that because I saw the grass and wanted to take my shoes off and walk in it. That is how comfortable it looked. Awesome!

Nevertheless, I kept going down to Kedzie and made another left to head back to 175th street. It was one mile. I saw the police had 175th blocked off with the fire department, but they allowed me through. Not really sure what was going on, I had just crossed my 6 mile marker and wasn't really too concerned to be honest.

At 175th, I made a left turn and was one mile from home. This is the point that I guess my body figured out that we were running a long distance because the aches started to come out. My right knee began hurting, along with my left ankle. That sucked, but I finished.

I didn't time myself, but I know it took a long time. All I do know is that I can run 8 miles. I guess the question becomes, can I run 26?

Not sure, but I got a good feeling that we are going to find out.

How do I feel now?

I am hurting. After running, I took a shower and rushed out to help a friend move. During the move, everything was all good. I felt great. We didn't move that much. However, after the move we sat around and drank a few beers while we talked about life. That is when the pains and aches began to set in.

Right now!

I am hurting. I am pissed off because I cannot find our foot messager with the water and vibrating abilities. That thing feels great and my feet are begging for them. Oh well, I cannot find it and it is becoming a chore to keep my eye lids open, so I am going to hit the sack and go to bed.

Peace and work that body out til it hurts!

You will thank yourself in the future, promise.

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