Yesterday was the second — and hopefully last — time I ever hit up a treadmill. I was supposed to run 6k with every km being faster than the last. The good thing about tackling this on a treadmill is that I could actively know if I was going faster. But even 1 kilometre on the treadmill is boring, so after a while, I was increasing my speed every minute instead of every km.
But I did see Syndal get the wedding dress of her dreams. And this cold snap is about to break. Soon I’ll be able to run outside again without freezing to death.