We had a change of scenery this week. Some sort of snowboarding thing was going on at the Rose Bowl. (Snow?? In Southern California?!) I don't know what it was, but it meant we ended up at Hahamongna Park. I never even knew this place existed, but it is gorgeous.
Unfortunately, it was miserably cold. And that means uncooperative muscles, despite our attempts to warm up. Still, the new scenery was distracting, at least for a little bit.
I was determined to stay in my pace group. I wanted to keep up with Gaily and Janet. It was not to be. Even after walking for a bit, once the intervals started, so did the pain. I tried to just run through it, hoping some sort of runner's high would kick in, but it never did. Gradually, I fell further and further behind, and it took everything in me just to keep walking.
But I was determined. I was going to walk as fast as I could and do the entire sixty minutes.
