Dear C25K,

It’s been a mere 9 weeks, but I feel as though I’ve known you forever. Last night marked my final run of your program (I did 3 miles in 36:59 mins) and I felt like a superstar being able to run the whole thing. The first half of the run was primarily uphill, with a slow gradual incline that made me hate whoever created the town of Natick. Then I made it to the pinnacle and coasted back down, happily moving forward and smiling while doing it. Except when the wind LITERALLY stopped me in my tracks and actually blew me backwards a bit. That part sucked.

After I got home, I said a bittersweet mental goodbye to you, iced my shins, and proceeded to do this:

MAN I feel like a million bucks.

p.s. If you see the old guy on Charles street could you please let him know that I was not telling him he was my bitch and I was going to own him; but rather was speaking directly to the hill. (Yes, I did that. Out loud.)