So tonight I jogged about 3.7 miles (about 6 km) without a pause. I guess that means that if I can keep at roughly this level of conditioning, I could "run" a 5k. This may not sound very impressive to you, but never before in my life have I had reason to believe this was the case.(I put "run" in quotes because what I do is definitely jogging - it took me just over 45 minutes to complete that course, which means my average speed was not quite 5mph. But it ain't about the speed for me right now, baby. At no point did I stop, or walk. Though when I did stop, all four limbs felt like jello.)
(BTW, I measured my course using this. Handy. I did this course and this course, concatenated together as a single run. I mean "run".)
Now if I could stop eating so much fried and fatty crap, I might be on the road to healthyville!
I'm 37! I'm not old!
I sleep now. Er, after a shower.
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