My endless quest to take off the pounds, to stay under 200 pounds, to be in shape, and to avoid diabetes and other diseases continues... it never freakin' ends. Dunkin' Donuts and Ben & Jerry don't want me to win, they want me to give in, to forfeit decent health so's I can indulge in all those oh-so-yummy foods that are oh-so-NOT good for you. Moderation, my dear Watson. Moderation. Moderation and exercise...
|Friday Morning Run: 26 minutes 11 sec||+4 sec|
2 Days Since My Last Run
10:35 a.m. - 78° - cloudless
It was way too warm and I didn't feel 100% awake, and I was content talking on the phone to my awesomely wonderful Sugarmag, but I got my butt out there at the same time she was at the gym getting a little workout in for herself. The thought of tibia pain never crossed my mind, nor did it happen again, and I got my run in. Sometimes I really dig running all the way out on the trail and then hiking back... but not when it's this warm. Again I turned around half way so when my run was done I didn't have a long walk back. Water was desperately needed and I've got to start carrying some with me, at least bringing it to the trail so I can pick it up when my run's done. Thirty minutes after I left I think the temp went up by 5 or 6 freakin' degrees. Swell. Yay. Oh how I love hot weather. Not.
In any case, a decent run. I only added 7 seconds but eh, whatever. At least I added, right? Need to think positively 'cause maybe someday I'll be marathon-ready! (HAA!!! When, 2027?!?)