Earlier today I realized I forgot to post following my completion of W6D1 on Sunday evening. My younger sister was in town for the holiday weekend and I talked her into joining me for the workout. She's no stranger to running, she's done the last two Expedition Everest 5k Challenges, but she's not an avid runner. I told her to try and keep up and if she had to slow down, to do it, but know that I would keep going. I live in a pretty safe neighborhood so I knew it wouldn't be an issue.
All in all, my run went pretty well. My legs didn't give me any issues outside of the normal workout "aches" and I actually set a new PR for total distance covered in a single workout with roughly 3.1 miles; the distance of a 5k. That brings me to a program total of 40 miles which is something that definitely seemed easier said than done a month and a half ago. The only part of my running that wasn't up to par on Sunday night was my breathing pattern. It started out well enough but as we went on and it reached a point where my sister had to slow down, I found my brotherly instincts kicking in (did I mention I'm incredibly overprotective?) and I looked back every so often to make sure she was ok.
For whatever reason, I'm guessing the loss of complete focus on the run, my breathing pattern was sort of a mess the second half of the workout. At any rate, I was able to take care of business and D2 was to be at my doorstep in no time.
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