A – Z April: E
The treadmill bores down on my calves, every step a burden. I can feel them wanting to cramp. I can feel my arches start to tense. My lungs burn and my vision starts to lose color. I’m about to reach that euphoric stage. I know it’s bad, I’m not entirely sure what causes it, but I know it means I am tired and likely a bit more dehydrated than I should ever admit.
I get off the treadmill and head into the locker room. When I try to get my swimsuit on, everything is screaming at me. My feet nearly cramp up, but stretching after my run helped them.
Driving home, when I got out of the car after truly resting, every step was a strain on my endurance. Every step created pain and fatigue.
Yet here I am, today, at that treadmill again. I could only go 2.16 miles in 40 minutes yesterday. I know my calves hurt. But today I will go 2.25, and my body will shut up and like it.
I am exhausted. I am endurance.
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