I sweat buckets on the treadmill; my only options are a) suck it up, or b) get a headband and wind up looking like John McEnroe. If anyone has a better way to look pretty while running, I’d sure like to know.
Third run of the week was tough, and at the 20-minute mark I slowed for 20 seconds to power-walk and compose myself. I worried if I wasn’t setting a dangerous precedent, that it was a step back from yesterday’s progress (25 minutes non-stop).
Then I got thinking: it’s not actually possible to live life without stepping back. Try going just a day without taking any kind of backwards step at all, metaphorically or physically. It just isn’t possible.
Sometimes we have to take steps back in order to make leaps forward.