Day 2: 4 miles easy with four 100 meter sprints

She grew up in an Indiana town, had a good looking mama who never was around…

The air was pure today. The clear space between my eyes and my surroundings intensified color, and the minute leaves and blades of grass waved on the ground that I trampled on. It was a hot, delicious 6 pm run.

The four miles went the way I wanted it to, slow. I started slow, my knee bothered from sitting all day, and my ankle stiff from tapping. And although I sped up, it felt like I was going slower, more and more slowly as my body warmed up and sped up to my 8:45 pace.

It was a self-conscious run. I realized my problems as I preformed them. I stepped to far forward, I adjusted. I tightened up my shoulders, I let them fall back. I ran too fast, I slowed down.

I slowed down.