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I hit the 2-mile mark last night! Yes, you read that right - I ran 2 solid 10-minute miles. And actually, as Casey pointed out, in sheer distance I went about 4. I won't bore you with the math, but I'm really impressed by myself. For the girl whose mantra has been "I don't run unless I'm being chased" since... birth... this is a big deal. The race is on July 23, so that gives me 12 days to be able to go 5k (about 3.2 miles for those of us non-metric folks). Keep in mind, my ability to go 2 miles is SOLEY on a treadmill... I'm probably going to drop dead outside in the 90 degree heat. But maybe not. I've never felt this way about my body before; like it can handle what I throw at it. The idea that I can push myself and not break is a novel one. All my life, I've felt... infinitely breakable. These days, I feel a little more... bendable...