Training is really starting to pick up and I'm finally starting to feel stronger. Today I ran the bitch hill not only once...but twice!! I remember the days when I had to walk the "thing". I curse in my mind all the way up, telling myself just to walk it. Then good Rachael kicks in and tells bad Rachael to shut up. Oh, how I wish I could transcribe my thoughts while running. I bet I sound pretty bipolar.
I have a nice 6 mile run planned for Saturday. No hills involved. Flat and shady.