My plan was to do the usual 5-(3)-5-(3)-5 run tonight, but it didn't quite work out that way.
There I was, trotting along during the first run and, bizarrely enough, paying attention to the incredibly stupid TV show that was on in front of me. (You don't want to know. Really.) I looked down to see how much time I had left, and discovered that I'd already run for six minutes.
Hrmm. OK. I guess it's an 8-(5)-8 day. The first 8 was easy, the second was a bit harder. Still, It seems that I've recovered from the attempted drowning of my lungs. I'm not getting any real dizziness.
At the risk of sounding catty, it's always puzzled me that the desk clerk at the gym is not much taller than me and outweighs me by at least a hundred pounds. That's not exactly great advertising.
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