I ran my first 7 miler yesterday, and it felt amazing to complete it!!!
My pace 11 minutes per mile on the dot... not too bad, but I'll be glad when I gain some speed.
For some reason, it never fails that the first 2 or 3 miles of each run are the hardest for me, no matter what distance I run. I feel like I need to take a walk break after each mile and want to quit. Then, just past the 3 mile mark the running fairies finally wake up and sprinkle their pixie dust on me; after that everything starts clicking and I'm okay for the rest of the run.
I feel like such a weirdo because it seems like it would be the other way around (easy at the beginning and harder near the end).
Anywho... Since I did originally start this blog to document my hair journey here are a few pics that I made my brother take the other day. *You can click on it for a bigger picture*
According to this handy dandy day calculator, I have been locked for 2 years, 8 months, 5 days. So... I'm kind of over my hair. I love my locks and can't imagine not having them, but I just haven't been taking pics and analyzing them like I did at first. So from here on out this blog will be a place for me to document what ever random thing I happen to be obsessed with at any given time.