Walking in Water

I, Logan Chaney, being of sound mind and a somewhat battered body, have run a consecutive 3.1 miles! Some of you might be wondering what thoughts were running through my mind during that last mile - well, let me share a few with you. As I passed mile marker 2, I started thinking I could make it to the next quarter marker. As I passed the 2.25 marker, I thought, "I can make it to the next quarter marker." (I know what some of you might be thinking, this is an episode of The Engine that Could - I think I can, I think I can.) I figured for sure I would stop to walk at the 2.5 mile marker. I didn't want to run the full 3.1 miles by myself - I needed a witness! But then I thought, "what if I break both of my legs or become paralyzed and can never run again?" I figured I better try to run the full 3.1 miles if my body would let me! Who am I to say no to my "hustlin legs"? By that point, it seemed easier to keep on running than to stop and walk. So as I crossed the 2.5 mile marker, I just kept on scootin'. I can't really describe how my legs felt once I finished this run. I am quite familiar with the "spaghetti noodle" feeling, but I believe I surpassed the pasta stage. It was weird - I guess the best analogy I can think of would be a feeling of walking in waist deep water. All I can say is, where's my old cheerleading coach Clara Grantham with that stopwatch?!