Sometimes I liken running to shooting free-throws – it’s the same repetitive motion and the height and distance from the hoop is pretty much constant, but even though you’ve practiced a million times, the percentage made just can’t seem to improve much.
I ran 10k this afternoon, just barely made it through, and the time was worse than my record last year. Sometimes I doubt the truthfulness of the famous saying “practice makes perfect”. Nonetheless, I’m glad I was able to run before moving into my cave, now the running bug shouldn’t come itching while I try to focus and accomplish the impossible this week.
