I had every intention of blogging about my experience with Day Two of C25K, but honestly it was pretty anticlimactic. It was remarkably painless and dare I say it... easy? So easy, in fact, that R. and I are going to do Day Three TODAY instead of skipping a day. Then to celebrate working out for two weeks straight and finishing Week One of C25K, we're celebrating after our downtown run at Elliott's On Congress.
While it may not warrant the title of this post, I did (and still do) find it astonishing how quickly my body is getting used to this level of activity (which I know is modest) and yesterday I actually felt as if I'd found a sort of coordinated rhythm instead of my accustomed "I-am-not-a-runner" awkwardly lurching gait. Did I posses latent athleticism underneath my chubby exterior??
I'll try to be a little more interesting and introspective later... today my head feels like it's been stuffed with wool and my allergies are going absolutely ballistic despite medication. I am leaving work early today for a doctor's appointment (more about that, later) and then heading home before meeting R. downtown for Day Three.
Tootle-loo! (Is that how that is even spelled? I have no idea.)