Saturday our team met at the YMCA for our second workout together. I have been sick the week earlier but I was determine not to give in so I got up and drove to the Y praying I would feel better once I got going. I was excited to here that everyone was able to stay on track all week and complete their workouts. Then we started running and I knew from the start that I was struggling. My legs felt like they were stuck in mud or like they had 50 pounds weights on them. Doug’s smile and cheer kept me going but each minute brought more pain. By the third run I was starting to think I was going to have to quit. I felt defeated before I even finished the thought. Then some of my teammates would go by or come up beside me and say come on you can do it and I would complete another lap. One lap at a time my team would encourage me to keep going and by the 6th lap I was at a whole new level of pain and I had to slow down even on the run but I did not stop. By the 7th round I was nauseated, overheated, and had what I thought was a pulled muscle in my knee, yet I kept going. The final lap was very hard, but I kept going and during the cool down I actually got worse. I don’t know if it was the virus or my poor body condition, but this was truly a struggle. I went home and iced my knee and the next day did some stretches so we will see how the rest of the week goes.