Today, I had a meeting that I was running late too. I quickly parked my car. Realizing that I wasn’t gonna make it in time, I kicked at my heels and began running toward the meeting point. About 30 seconds into it, I realized I did not feel like I was dying.
I don’t know how long I could maintain running at that pace, but I felt OK and probably could’ve gone for about a minute or more if I put my mind to it. About 20 pounds ago, I would have felt like I was slipping into the pavement from exhaustion.
Hauling ass is easier when there is less ass to haul.
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