Going the Distance

This is me after running 4 miles to the beach with my friend Jeff. It was by far the longest distance I have yet to cover, and it was surprisingly not nearly as hard as I anticipated. Perhaps expecting all-out torture diminished the actual rigor, or perhaps the time I've put in on intervals and shorter runs is paying off. Regardless, upon reaching the ocean I felt a little like Rocky (picture the scene in the montage of his training when he finally makes it to the top of the stairs of City Hall). I did a victory dance of course. And then I ran the 4 miles back home.