I should have written hours ago.
I should have done a lot of things hours ago, while the endorphins from this morning's interval training was still racing through my body. Now the only thing racing through my body is pain.
And I have to do it again tomorrow. And the next day. And the day after that, before my body stops complaining and I can start seriously working on my goal to run 5K.
Yes, my lazy pizza filled butt is going to run, an activity I haven't been able to do for almost 15 years. Barring injury, I'm going to train six mornings a week, gradually working my way up to a full jog, then hopefully a run.
If my ankles hold up. And my back.
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