Rough stuff

I learned my lesson. I went an entire week and a half without a run. I am ashamed. Sad part is, due to rain, I didn't even play ball either.

The most excercise I did was walking around work or taking the dog out.

But I started again...

Last night I went for a run and didn't even make it half a mile before my ribs started getting that stabbing feeling. Hoy crap! What a difference ten days make.

I camr home and looked at Travis and said, "I'm gonna have to start from the very beginng again."

Being the wonderful guy he is, he looked at me and said, "at least you're starting again... you could've just given up."

He was so right.

I came home and ran again tonight, doing a 200-200-400-400x2 interval run/walk. It felt good. I actually had the urge to go out again about an hour later, but I don't want to overwork myself. When I build up again, I think I might even be able to accomplish a satisfactory pace. So by then end of the month, I want to be at 3.1 miles... 5k.

Then I want to finish my first race.