I took an unusual step today. In addition to my blade, I took my phone with me when I went out running*. The phone has a clock on it. I have gone from (first day) a ten minute mile with ten minutes of panting on the ground, to thirteen minutes for a mile and a half with a run to the finish, and sitting on the ground for four minutes. I call that progress. My Darling Wife asked if I wanted to push some children in a stroller when I went out running today, and I gave her a funny look and declined . . . maybe next month.
*Yes, running. Jogging mostly, but it's the running at the end, and wind-sprinting afterwards, that kill.
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