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Out on the Track

The kids left for school this morning at 0800 am and I jumped in the car at 0810 am to head for the running track!

What a sight for sore eyes!  Can you believe that I was the only person on the track?  What a feeling.  The first lap was laboured, but I managed to focus my thoughts on regulating my breathing and literally heard my legs plodding the track like an elephant as I pushed through the pain spurred on by a Peven Everett music track on my iPod.

I kept repeating the lyrics in my head – you got me in your eye,  got me  in your eye, got me in your eye – do it  again, do it again, do it again – come on girl, come on girl, come on girl!  That (including a lot of sweat and rain) got me around the 4 laps and I felt thoroughly exhilarated afterwards –  job well done!