Attempted Fitness

J and I started running/walking. It's harder/not as hard as I thought it would be. Harder because it doesn't seem so bad when it says 1 minute run and 1.5 minute walk. Then you start and you realize a minute is a lot longer than you remember it being. Not as hard because I'm actually enjoying it. The soreness sucks and I'm hobbling around like an old lady....Buuuuttt, it's worth it for so many reasons.

J needs to get into shape for his prospective job interview. He needs a lot of work (we both do but my job doesn't depend on it) but we're working on it. I'm finding being the motivator is way better for me than being motivated. Pushing him, pushes me without the angry backlash I normally get from people trying to push me.

I want to run. Not necessarily a marathon or anything. Maybe one day but right now, my goal is to reach a point where I don't need to count down. Where I can comfortably run without thinking, 'is it almost over, I can't do this anymore.' Blagh. I'm tired of that.

So we're working on it. We were both too sore to actually run today but we power-walked for like 45 minutes. Shows how much I've changed since the last attempt. Before I would've said, 'screw it, I'm resting.' This time I want to do it and J doesn't really have the time to spare. It may not have been running but it was still something. We'll see how tomorrow feels.