Well I did it. The weather was in the 50’s today and so I headed outside for a run. Yippee!
The goal was to run 1 mile, which is basically a jaunt down our paved path. This is going to be my base mile. I now plan to run more consistently and I want to improve. I have a big 5K coming up in a couple of months that I want to be able to RUN in.
And boy was it HARD! But, immediately when I started running I felt joyful. That lasted all of about 2 minutes when I became angry. If I hadn’t been running, I probably would have kicked myself, asking myself why I was doing this.
But I persevered and I did it. I ran the whole way. The once unconquerable mile. It’s good to know that I at least haven’t lost that amount of my fitness level. I’m glad for that.
I’m not sure when I hit 1 mile because my Garmin decided to die after about the 3rd minute of my run. I know the path is slightly over 1 mile, and it took me 13 minutes, pretty much on the dot. A slow jog, but a jog nonetheless.
I’m proud of myself.
Now let’s see what else I can do.
