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On sunday I ran...
27.22 miles because I felt like it.
I woke up Sunday morning, ran some errands, and then met a friend for a
run. While I was waiting for him, I ran a one mile warm-up. Then he and
I set out and ran a half marathon.
I felt pretty good afterward, so a little while later I set out to do
another 10K. That 10K turned into an 8.4 mile hill work out.
I realized I was only about four miles shy of a marathon at that point
and I still felt really good. After a short break I went out one more
time. Four and a half miles later, I was back home and had logged the
most miles in a single day that I had ever done, breaking my previous
record by a mile.
It felt absolutely amazing.
Can every body feel like I do?
Can't you can't you trip like I do?
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