Two people trade gym wins: one ran 2 miles today, the other hit 8 miles. They're riding high on the feeling of waking up "rich like Kesha" and crushing their workouts with pure confidence.
Aye, yeah, let's see how you do under pressure. Oh yeah, I've been wanting this shit forever. I've been in the field with whatever they throw at me. Brush it off, pick myself up, moving on to the better. Okay, aye, yeah, ain't no errors, baby. It's a new era. I wake up early feeling rich like I'm Kesha. I get to the paper, boy. Extra, extra.
Just finished 2 miles for the day.
Mile 8.
17-mile hike, 32.5 miles in. Just finished this half marathon. Whatever it is you say you want, go get it. Do more.