Well, not really, but I did it. Today I felt like I might die about mile 3.5, then, the magic. That tingly feeling in my arms, my legs felt light and moved on their own. The last 3.5 miles rocked, especially when the shuffle dished up Bel Air for me and I listened to it for the last 1.5 miles. Nothing gets your legs moving quite like the refrain, "I'll stomp a mud hole in your heart."
I only hope my face loses the reddish hue before finish recovery on the elliptical.

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