I think it was my new Harry Potter shirt. It had to have been bewitched.
I did what I’ve NEVER done before.
I jogged for 20 minutes without stopping, waited for a stoplight to change and jogged the last 10 minutes home.
I actually teared up a little on my jog. I’m so proud of myself. I may tear up as I write this. hah.
Let’s see, what did I do differently today. I mean, yesterday pretty much sucked. Well, I jogged a route that I’ve never gone before. I jogged down a sort of highway route to a Greek Baptist Church, (interesting I know...), I cleared my mind almost completely, I kinda became a zombie, and I was wearing my new Harry Potter shirt.
Honestly, I don’t have anything clever or witty to say. I’m just super proud of my body tonight. Let’s keep doing this, Becky.
Maybe I shouldn’t wash my Harry Potter shirt...
Post Script --
I found this really cool site called mapmyrun.com. I was able to see where I ran and how many miles it was. I jogged exactly 2.19 miles tonight. That's what's up.