I aimed for 5 miles today, but when I mapped it I was at 4.79 miles. It got hard a couple of times but I kept telling myself "You can do this." Until finally, I was far enough out that I told myself, "You can do it. You have to. It's the only way home."
And I cheerfully found my way home. I did walk the last bit as a cool-down, but hey, my legs are moving. That counts, right?