31
Aug

walk/run/walk

Oh, my heck. I cannot run! I’m too old and too out of shape and it’s really dangerous trying to lift both my feet off the ground at the same time. Just as I was putting on my shoes to go out for my nightly [nearly nightly] walk Scott texted and said he has been running three miles a night and was up to 18 miles! I’m so proud of him.

I kept thinking, if he can do that, I can. [I didn’t really think I could do that but thought I could attempt to take it up a bit!] So, I walked for a quarter of a mile and then ran ten steps. TEN STEPS! Oh, my gosh! I kept worrying about one early morning last spring when I ran for about 10 minutes around the high school and had shin splints so bad the next day that I had to take a sick day.

Hey. I thought, not bad. I can do that again. So a minute later I ran fifteen steps. I thought of all the interval training segments I’ve watched the last year. Next, you guessed it, twenty steps of running. Not bad for someone as old and worn out as I am. I worked up to forty [why doesn’t forty have a ‘u’ in it?]  And, by then, I was at the end of the area I had measured out for my two miles. So, I turned around and worked myself to the end of the other road, continuing to walk/then run a little bit/and walk. [Wait. I do realize that’s incorrect punctuation.]

Right now I feel so good. I’m putting in the effort to lose this next pound.

I can’t tell you how easy it would be to give up and go eat the rest of the chocolate chip cookies that hubby baked last night. I came home from scoring VB games at 9 last night and he had cooked a batch of huge gooey things and sat them right in front of me on the kitchen cabinet. It couldn’t have been more obvious if he had set up a strobe light and a blinking sign. “Cookies, cookies, cookies!”

Ugh. Yes, I resisted last night.

But, tonight he put four of them in the microwave and zapped them for 15 seconds so I could, again, smell their gooey yumness.

He just doesn’t get it. I can’t have stuff like that around! He can leave them on the cabinet for a week and then have a couple more. Me? I have to eat the entire two dozen in one sitting just to get them out of the way!

Double ugh!

I am going to be down in the morning!

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