Saturday morning I went to my first DRC (Dallas Running Club) Club run. 4 short miles bordering White Rock Lake. No big deal, right? Wrong. It was so hot. I mean SO hot. I honestly wanted to stop at one point. Quit. I couldn't breathe. So humid. It was like I was wearing an extra layer of clothes. Clothes made of sweat. I was actually shaking when I crossed the finish line.
I felt so beat down after that run. Down on myself. But I'm better today. Already have a new plan to work on my endurance.
Quote of the Week
Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.