These are my new black running shoes that Rachelle bought me for Christmas.
I've been avoiding them.
But at the moment, I'm in San Diego on a little vacation with Rachelle. No bikes. So I've been chasing Rachelle all around the boardwalk while wearing these bad boys. (you'll notice that I'm wearing cycling socks to remind me where my roots are).
6 miles yesterday cold turkey. No warm up run no break in period. I feel like my quads have knives in them.
4 miles today.
I know these distances are not far but for a non-runner, 6 miles even 4 miles hurts.
I love that my wife can kick my butt and make me hurt.
I already have the perfect Christmas gift for her next year. It's rhymes with "Shingle speed"