6-17-09, Weds.
11:16am
B.R. Park
20’11
18:20 min/mi
1.10 miles
185 calories
Pre-jog thoughts: Reluctant. Not to the point of blowing stuff off but just dragging my feet. Started to clean kitchen until I realized I hated that more than jogging. Felt fine, a little slow. Lower ribs on both sides achy on and off last two days. Figured I could take it slow if I want, or even walk. It’s freaking humid out today. Hope that doesn’t aggravate the side stitch.
Jog thoughts: I ran the entire first 10:55 without walking once. Only sucked wind once, luckily that cleared before I hit the park police station. Can’t be sucking wind when running by the boys in uniform, can we?
At the turn, eased into a walk though I didn’t feel the need to. Know I have killer hill to tackle and want to try. Jogged from speed bump to speed bump and down to dip in road. Took last 5 min. solid.
Post Jog: Not as worn out as I have been before. Not sucking wind nearly half as bad as Monday. Ribs not hurting at all. No side stitch. A miracle in itself. Usher & R. Kelly make me smile. Good cooldown song. Wish I were The(ir) Same Girl.
What I Noticed: Baby walnuts falling from the trees. Reminds me of picking walnuts with Granny A. We’d pick tons of ‘em and put ‘em in the driveway under dad’s car tires so he’d take off the outer hull, making shelling easier. Love the smell of walnut hulls. Not the stain on the fingers, so much.
First time for…: talking to someone while I jogged. Usually I just ignore people or, if they are skinnier than me, give them a hateful stare from behind the safety of my sunglasses. Today a woman was pushing a stroller with three kids piled on each other like Subway piles the meat on a BMT, and had one hanging from her neck. I laughed when she passed and said, “Looks like you’ve got it much worse than me.” True. Especially considering I never have to share my donuts with kids. That would suck.
Oh my I do remember stacking my kids in the stroller at various times…they are 2 years apart…each from the other one…sigh.
I tend to share my stuff with them…cause if I hide it (I admit I do hide my junk now and then..Im pathetic I know) they ransack my hiding spots until they find the stash. They know me soooo well…or should I say too well? lol
At least your jogging…Im still working out whether I have calf muscles yet from walking…got some pain there…but not real sure yet…sigh.
Hey Red.
I hide my junk all the time. With a 17-year old in the house it’s the only way I can be assured I get a little chocolate now & then and not stuck with only veggies and leftovers.
What’s important is that you’re doing something–walking, running, stairs when carrying laundry. I’m no paragon of fitness (maybe more like an octagon) but I’m starting to see how much better I feel when I move.
Thx for dropping by. I’ll stop by your blog again soon & say hey
Octogon? lol too funny. I would classify myself as barrel shaped…sigh. No edges or definition ha ha.
Ive been parking farther away from my destinations of late…every little step helps.
Yes, every step does count. I park as far away as possible whenever I shop (not often, hate shopping).
The kid hates it. It’s the only way to get activity in his day. And drumming on Rock Band does NOT qualify, in my opinion.
Keep up the good work