Pink compression Socks

Today, I was able to try my theory that I am able to run better and with less pain with my compression socks on.  I am very glad that I tried this, I was feeling bad about running yesterday with how much I was hurting, it was a dark few moments that were going through my head.

Sundown...

I was glad to run this evening.  Not only that, I got to run with my best friend, Vanessa and that always makes for good times.  We talked about doing 5, but, without water, there was no way that was going to happen.  We went for 2.73 and made it in 33 minutes.  I couldn't be more pleased with the pace today.  I can't say that it was a bad run, it wasn't at all.  We had taken the dog with us, and while I would have liked to make it a longer run, it just wasn't going to happen today.  The sunset was lovely over the lake and we made good time.  Again, I'm so happy about my run today.  I can't stop raving about how great it was.  I just felt good and while the pain did return, it took so much longer and then when I thought it was bad, I found I could still push through a little bit more.  I needed that extra person to push me.

I am looking forward to running tomorrow morning.  How do I know not tomorrow night?  I work late on Friday's so I don't get home until late. And at that point, it's time for food and then bed.. Which is where I am heading right now..

Happy Running All~



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