Lungs on fire!
I’ve basically been the worst poster ever for the last few days. I was out of town and then didn’t have a computer, so I guess it’s not entirely neglect. Despite being MIA, I do have some excellent news. Not only did I lose two pounds, but I’ve started running. It hurts like hell, and I’m only doing it in intervals at this point, but I still call it an accomplishment. It basically feels like my lungs are bursting into flames with every step I take. My legs can handle running like some champs, but my lungs are so not on board. Everyone says it gets better the more you do it, but how in the hell do you get past the agony to keep going? I’m gonna try my best and this time I have some running partners, which I think is a recipe for success. Last week I pretty much kicked ass by walking a lot, taking a two hour hike, biking 10 miles at the gym and running for the first time in years. This week hasn’t been entirely made my bitch, but I’m finishing up pretty strong. Tomorrow I’m going to the circus with my sister’s pre-k class and I’m SUPER pumped. I’m especially excited about the healthy, fruit filled lunch I’m going to pack. Hells yeah.