Week 2: Electric Boogaloo.
This has been a rough week for kicking the running regimen up a notch. I’ve been running at 6AM so far, and it’s brutal. I was worried about going to 90s jogging/2min walking, but I think I would be doing very well for myself if it weren’t so hot and humid.
I know. I could be in Philadelphia, New Delhi, Nairobi. Just the same, I complain.
Today was harder than the other day because I didn’t give myself any encouragement until I noticed my arms were flailing as I plugged along. I wonder if this is because I didn’t go out yesterday, as I’d originally planned. I had been out too late Tuesday night to think it right to wake up at 5:30 the nexust day.
It’s okay! I can run three times this week, anyway.
Just not tomorrow. Saturday. After dark.
