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Can you kill yourself by running?

Last weekend I ran a duathalon. It was a 2 mile run, 15 mile bike ride, and then a 5k run. Now I am not a runner, or at least I don't run very fast when it comes to distance. I was a sprinter, or am, or was in high school, does that make you a sprinter for the rest of your life?

anyway...

I finished in 2 hours 1 minute. I finished 4th in my age group.
ok, so there were only 4 people in my age group, and I finished last out of everyone, but my goal wasn't to place, it was to finish. Now my friend Jo, she kicked my ass.

How much so? She finished 20 minutes before I did. Like I said, she kicked my ass.

Well, after killing myself with that race, I signed up for another. This one is a 3 mile run, 12 mile bike, and another 3 mile run. OUCH...

2 weeks to train means 2 weeks to get my body running faster. What am I thinking? I am thinking that by running, I am killing myself obviously.

Today I ran 2 miles. I am sore from yesterdays workout, but forced myself out there anyway. Dripping with sweat, legs screaming for mercy, I ask myself again:

What the hell am I thinking? Now I can't just say "I just want to finish." Now I have to say "I need to finish faster than 2 hours."

oh boy.

I need a Mrs. Goodman's cake at the finish line. That will make me run faster.

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