Growing up insanely close to West Virginia made me hate that song but now I love it. Today, I ran 3.5 miles in the country. It was pleasant, hot and felt good, except for the fly that wouldn't leave me alone. Guess he got bored with the cows I ran by and decided to play tag with me.
I was always a solitary runner until this spring and now I'm back to running alone. It is so hard for me to keep going. My running mantra is so important to me now: You are stronger than you think you are. I literally cannot get through a run without saying that. I miss my running buddy and am struggling to find my rhythm on my own. Once school starts again, she and I will be pounding pavement soon enough!