Instead of doing the Couch-to-5K thing I decided to just start jogging (slowly - I used an app that finds music that matches my pace and that keeps me pretty steadily around 3 mph) for 30 minutes, and that seems to work for me. My plan is to gradually increase the time, and presumably I will eventually speed up as my conditioning improves. Switching between running and walking seems harder to me. Especially since I love my Vibram Five Fingers and they make me feel all springy on my toes, and walking in them is actually less comfortable than running.
Except I have haven't done it in a while because my work, while not strenuous, is active enough to make any kind of exercise on days I work (or days after I work, sometimes) seem like not a good idea. But I'm going tomorrow morning!
I'm about to give up the notion of ever doing a marathon again. I had the foot surgery for the bunion pain, and now the foot doctor says my new foot pain is arthritis. I did walk home from work yesterday, about 1.2 miles, and often bike to work (like today). Since I am on the 3rd floor I try and do the stairs at least a couple times a day.
Thing is, I am a mile from the beach. Really no reason not to catch the sun rise or moon rise, like daily. We have a lovely beach with a great fishing pier. No excuse. So maybe no more 26.2 in my future, but a regularly schedule couple of miles on the beach would be good.
Like flea I think the only time I ever got the endorphin rush was childbirth, and so not going there again.
I definitely feel better about myself/life if I am exercising regularly. Sadly, that seems to not be enough to make me DO it...
I get the endorphin rush from sex (yay!), but I never did from childbirth. I don't remember it feeling that great, anyway.
Two hours to go! Man, it's sad how quickly the novelty of a new job turns into clock-watching.
Skipping oh-sigh because, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is one of those lovely double Buffista events, since it's the birthday of both Beverly and Benno.
Happy birthday, Beverly! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Happy birthday, Benno! I can't believe what a big almost-not-a-boy-anymore you are!
but I never did from childbirth. I don't remember it feeling that great, anyway.
Not during for sure! But immediately after the euphoria and energy was quite remarkable.
Immediately after I always wanted to pass out. I was doing childbirth wrong!
