So I never got a chance to get out of the house with the Munchkin to get Day 3 done over the weekend. I told myself that I would just start over today on Week 2, but then I realized that I didn't want to backtrack. I actually WANT to move forward to Week 3, even though starting off with a 3-minute run scares the bejeezus out of me. I think the fact that I don't want to repeat Week 2 says a lot about how far things have come for me. Not to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty proud of my decision to keep moving forward!
Distance--2.25 miles (approximate ... I lost count on the track!)
Wednesday starts Week 3 and yes, I'm scared. My hairdresser will also probably kill me because I have an appointment that morning and I will be showing up with a sweaty head. I figure, if I can just get my hair to dry before I get there, it will be okay. We won't tell, will we?