First off, I would like to say that I did walk on Wednesday...with my dog. I figured that it wasn't that hot and it would be good for her. Well, it wasn't for me. Even though you get a great arm workout from walking my little devil spawn, Cali, it's not easy to walk her. She's all over the place. I tried to run, but she jolted and my ipod fell on the ground. I decided that I couldn't do the whole 2.2 mile walk with her and cut it short down the runway. It was maybe half a mile of walking, but it was good exercise nonetheless for both her and I.
Thursday, I woke up with a need for running. But as time flew by in the morning, I got lazier and lazier. Maybe it had to do with my women bodily issues this month, but I just didn't feel like it. However, I saw Potter taking off and just felt like I should be doing that, too, especially since I've been drinking a lot of beer lately. So, I got on my shoes and did some stretching before I set out on my run.
The plan was to run 3 miles, but as I started running, I knew that 2.2 miles would be it. I actually couldn't make it to the stop sign before taking a quick 3 second stop to catch my breath. What the hell was that all about? I walked more and more on this trip around the dropzone, because I kept getting a side cramp from hell (see post about Monday's run). It was not my best ever run, but whatever, it's still exercise.
I really need to get myself in shape if I'm going to survive the half marathon. Because right now, I'm not doing so great. At least I'm running.