my first run

was short, difficult, but in a small way rewarding.

it was hard to suddenly understand how out of shape i am, and i was glad i'd turned down all the running buddy offers—i am certainly not at my best. but half way through my twenty minutes i could go farther before stopping, so there is hope.

i had none of the right equipment aside from my shoes and for most of the time i felt awkward. the awkwardness will just have to be accepted.

thursday i'll be back at it. i expect it will be a touch easier but not much. i suppose these particularly rough times will make my success all the more sweeter.