My training program called for a 10 mile run...only 3 more left until I run the Chicago Half Marathon.
Feeling anxious and hopeful, I'd never run more than 9 miles before my previous half marathon and I was wondering whether I could do it.
Walking out the door, the weather was amazing...55 degrees with a slight breeze...hello gift from God.
Ear buds in place...fuel in my pockets...water on my back...I hit the road.
Five miles in, I was feeling the love and starting to feel the burn.
And then, he came on...and it was on...like a lioness mother fucker, I ran the shit out of the final 5 miles and finished with an average pace that I've never seen before on my Garmin.
Hats off to you, Eminem and Justin Timberlake and Katy Perry and Kelly Clarkson and Maroon 5...you got me through and helped me to lose myself in my beautiful 10 mile strong run.