whew…it’s a long road back
Getting on that treadmill showed me just how far off track I’ve gotten. I got home at 6 am the other day from my run and my boyfriend asked me what I did, "Coughed, sputtered and felt like I was going to die" was my response! 1.56 miles and I had to walk for a minute or two after only 1/2 mile. That was Tuesday. Yesterday I stayed in bed (bad, I know…but starting slow is a good thing) and this am I got up and ran for 1.6 miles, no resting at 5.0 the whole way. I ran across one of my old oxygen mags yesterday with a 6 week plan in it and I am going to start following it as best I can tomorrow.
I lost my way for a bit, but not so much that I can’t find my way back again. And I think I will go much further this time…maybe I’ll make a new path!
Woohoo…yay 5:20!
