Friday, October 21, 2005
I began yesterday with a jog, 25 minutes worth, the first time I've run in months.
How did it go? Well. When I go long periods without running, my first time back into it leaves me feeling like a flopping formless goof. This time was no different.
Not only did I feel like I looked silly, but I had the local air to contend with. There ain't much air up here, especially after spending the last year + at sea level. The morning was chilly (to my senses), so what little air there was left my chest hurting a bit.
Then there's my body. Various members of said body took extreme umbrage at my galling efforts to get into shape. And they complained. Quite vociferously. At great length.
Bottom line-I ran, and it hurt. And still aches me.
After missing a bus coming back from lunch I decided to walk home instead of waiting an hour or so for the next one, allowing me to add a couple walking miles to my repertoire for the day.
I gotta be in shape now, right?