Lately, I've been getting rides home from work from my bosses. They usually leave by 6 or 6:30, which makes it a good time for me to head home, plus it's on their way. On Friday, they left work earlier than that in order to go out to dinner with some people, so I walked home. After I made it a little way, I decided to run for a while. I ran until I got to my street, which Google Maps says is about four tenths of a mile. I felt like crap while doing it, since I'm not at all used to aerobic exercise. I was on the cross-country team in high school, and practices each day would routinely be five miles, and the only problem with running five miles was the boredom. And now I can't even run half a mile without feeling like crap.
I woke up this morning with my legs aching a little bit, and I decided that I should go for a run. I did a little loop around my neighborhood, which Google Maps says is seven tenths of a mile. My lungs were definitely taxed, and I felt a little nauseated. Still, I made it. I don't want to say that I'm going to try to go running every day, or that I'm going to run a certain number of days per week. Then it becomes an obligation, and my brain really dislikes obligations of any sort. Instead, I'll just say that I'm going to try to go running when I wake up early enough to do it. I think I am going to try to impose the rule of TV off by 10:00 every night, in the hopes that I'll start waking up earlier, thus giving myself time to run.