Why does it seem so easy to fall out of a workout routine, yet soooooo hard to get back into one? I won’t bore you with my on again/off again relationship with exercise over the last few years. The synopsis of that sad story is between going back to college to earn my degree and a chronic back injury, I’ve only exercised in short bursts over the last few years. And it’s been weightlifting or Crossfit workouts. Not running.
But I’m back baby! Now I’m not talking marathons here. Nope. My first goal is to build up to 3 miles. Baby steps! I made the mistake of taking the Belladog with us today. Dude, she had to stop to pee on EVERYTHING. Like each individual piece of grass. And then she had to do the other…you know. So, next thing you know, I’m running holding Bella’s leash and my old Walkman in one hand, her bag of ____ in the other, and that’s about the time neighbor’s two dogs jumped out of the bushes and start running after us. Did I mention we also threw a sprint into the run?
On Writing: It is a gloomy, rainy day today, so my plan to write all afternoon sounds like a good one. Aiming for one new scene. Maybe I’ll throw in a writing sprint too 😉