45 miles in July.
Plus a little extra credit.
Still hate it. Still sweaty.
Still not quitting.
Mainly just to eat more food and to outsmart MyFitnessPal each day.
Three miles = CUPCAKE TIME.
That is math that I can support.
The last mile?
That was a fun one. It was boiling hot, so I decided to wear my super ugly/ super comfy/ Payless version of FitFlops. The same pair that I have walked countless miles at Disneyland in. The ones that have never shown any signs of wearing out.
Until they did.
One mile in, down this trail, the toe strap busted.
Just like that.
I swiped my husband's socks off his feet (yep), we turned around, and nothing stood between the INFERNO blacktop and my sad innocent feet, but a pair of too big men's socks.
That was not uncomfortable at all.
I would have sat in the stroller if I fit.
The people who run barefoot are CRAZZZZZZYYYYY.
For sure their feet are hideous.
I'm sticking to my normal tennis shoes next time.
Speaking of which, I am in need of a new pair.
I set a goal of treating myself to a great fitting pair of shoes once I hit 100 miles. No sense in getting them if I was just going to quit and I still can't believe it's sort of a reality now!!!
Got any recommendations? Part of me wants a pair of rad turquoise Nike's... But I'm thinking they need to be more about fit and comfort than cute.
The goal for August is 42 miles.
Are you in, or are you in?