A friend named Jamie dared the speaker to run three miles despite hating running. The speaker describes the mental battle before starting, the pain of each mile, and the lingering frustration with Jamie. By the end, they felt accomplished anyway.
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I was like, my dad would jog and I would just, this is the dumbest silly workout. I was like, I hoop, I play basketball, I run up and down the court, you know what I mean? I'm breaking a sweat and Jamie looked at me and she goes, you just need to go run. And I said, I don't run, I don't jog, running is stupid. And she goes, I challenge you to run 3 miles tomorrow. That sat with me all day, all night. I literally woke up and I go, I gotta run 3 stinking miles today. The first mile was horrible. The second mile was worse. The third mile, I was like, I hate Jamie. You know what I mean? Like, this is stupid. And I finished, but it was like there was a sense of accomplishment.