it was 89 degrees when i got home from work. after a stressful monday, i found myself literally curled up in my bed with a blanket pulled over my head!! what the?!#$
i just decided i needed to do something... i needed to run... so, i did.
i didn't have very high expectations, since i haven't run since (aHEM) May. thanks to hannah, i just sort of committed to the fact that i was going to be totally sweaty. totally and obnoxiously sweaty. i won't even dwell on that any more.
i was pretty amazed at how quickly my body responded to the walk 1/run 9 cycle. i arbitrarily picked that cycle out of the air. it seemed like 1/5 wouldn't push myself enough, and a 1/10 was too much math on the old stopwatch. so, 1/9 it was. it took me 16 minutes to run a mile, but i honestly felt SUPER about that mile.
and then it was mile 1.00001. and apparently my body realized we were out for a run! (thank goodness it was flat, because between the sweat and the vague aching in my thighs, i think the challenge of a tiny hill would have put me flat on the ground.) but i pushed through it!
total time 28:33, and i was able to eek out 1.75 miles. YAY, me!!
(oh, and as for that bad mood. well, YOU know the end of that story. i love you endorphins!!)