Last Week

Last week I ran on Tuesday and Thursday. I was discouraged but sister Lynn gave me an inspiring story about a runner who only lost three pounds but lost five sizes. Guess that fat into muscle thing worked for her. So maybe that's my thing too. I have noticed my pants (some of them anyway) are a tad looser. So I could deal with the number on the scale if the number in my pants--wait, that doesn't sound right at all--well you know, the pants size went down.


Just to change things up, I went the opposite direction at the park. That worked well because everyone else was going counter-clockwise. I went clock-wise this time. I liked that better because I didn't have to try to speed up to get past someone. Or startle someone by running up behind them.

Imagine a large rectangle with a more or less rounded corner rectangle inside of it. That's the layout of the track around Howdershell Park. I managed to run from one corner down the long side to the other corner. Not a half lap, but the length of it. That was the farthest I've managed to run so far. It felt pretty good.

I did the same thing on Thursday.

Maybe I am making some progress.

Still Chuggin' Along

I walked. I ran. On Wednesday and on Saturday.

Feeling really discouraged. I thought regular exercise was supposed to give a person more energy. I feel half-dead most of the time. I don't feel like I'm making any progress whatsoever in running. Maybe this just isn't for me. Maybe I'm just too old to be doing this. Maybe I just have too much other stuff going on. I'll see how the rest of this week goes.