The workout was conquered. I emerged from the torture chamber a victor!
We battled for 30 long minutes, but the treadmill didn't stand a chance. Determination, the Word of God and a very large bottle of water were my weapons. (Not to mention a very good friend and distracting conversation. )
But no matter! Day 4 has been defeated! (The crowd goes wild!)
I savor this victory, knowing that the treadmill is gathering its strength, waiting for the increases in time, distance and incline. It retreats in silence, actively plotting my destruction. This victory does not sit well, it will be back for retribution.
However, I do not fear you Treadmill of Doom! Through small victories each day, I will eventually run the race set before me and not be weary!
Ok, so I'll be weary. I'll even be sweaty. Very, very sweaty.
But I will not be overcome!
'Till next time....
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