Breaking through

I was determined this morning to work out, and not do my fakeout workout either. A fakeout workout as I define it is when I go to the gym with all plans and promises, and then get lazy and get off the treadmill after say about a mile, 1/2 of which is usually spent walking, slow.  Today, I got real with myself and ignored all mutterings and whinings same as my trainer ignores me when I complain and cry. I set a goal of around the block 3 times which translates roughly to 3 miles. It was painful and I walked and my feet hurt and my legs ached and it was dusty. But I made it. Slow as a camel trekking through the hot desert sun but I made it and I felt so proud of myself. I have been high all morning. I cant wait to do it again!