I don’t know if I’ve ever been so excited to go to the gym before. Getting back to the office and back to my workout routine was the nicest thing. I gung-ho’edly set the timer to 35 minutes. Yeah! Gonna run! Then… wow! This is hard! I felt dehydrated and tired. In the end I ran just shy of 3 miles but it wasn’t quite the euphoric experience I had imagined.
I managed to get something sort of like a workout in yesterday: a couple sets of pushups, some situps, and a good solid block of the video game Dance Central for cardio-ish. Dance Central is fun, but for some reason every time I play it my knees complain.
I looked at the soles of my running shoes today– they’re starting to wear out. (I must have a nice gait: the worn spot is right in the middle of my forefoot.) My logs say I’ve only run a little over 100 miles on them, so I’m not sure why they’re so worn. It might be time to start thinking about a new pair, though.
Running While Fat 