For the first time in forever I went running today. It wasn’t much, honestly–just fifteen minutes–but it was something. Embarrassingly, my legs were on fire. I used to be in good shape…way back in high school. In college, I swam a lot, which I love it because you don’t feel yourself sweating. Now, I’m pretty slim, but I’m not fit or healthy. Just lucky. I want my body to be strong again.
Thirty minutes three times a week is what I’m aiming for. I already feel gross from the commute home, so what’s another half hour tacked on? In between those running days, I have to figure out something with the rest of me. Arms, legs, butt, abs…I miss my pre-grad school body. 😛
One of my cousins runs marathons for fun (which sounds like death so kudos), so I’ll have to pick her brain. I’m pretty sure I don’t even run correctly. Literally taking this one step at a time..