So yesterday, I decided to try to run a bit….yeah, I know.
What I actually did was probably more like what I’d call woggling. I walked, jogged, hobbled, limped, walked, jogged, oh and I might have run for about 11 seconds. It was ugly. Even if I would have wanted to run, I knew I couldn’t and the worst part of the entire debacle was limping past the other runners in my neighborhood. The very same people I pass on a regular basis and we all sort of smile or wave to each other, but now that I’m woggling, they give me that look. You’ve seen it before:
I only got 3 miles in, and later in the day I could barely move. I’m not messing around anymore. This is a serious issue so I’m taking a full two weeks off, I have no choice.
But it’s not just running, I’m taking time off from, I can’t really do any exercise other than very light walking or light weights. If ya’ll want to hold me accountable go right ahead….April 21, 2014 is my target date.
😉 And MacGyver, I promise not to lift up the boat again, but I did do it, and I made it for at least 3 seconds, so I win! When are you ever going to learn that you should never tell me I can’t do something?
What’s one thing you’ve done that someone said you couldn’t do?