I've been working my way through this whole running thing. I am trying to get my legs to go faster and not have my heart burst out of my chest. I do see improvement though. I was typically running on the treadmill at a comfortable speed of 4.0 to 4.5 miles an hours. I was thinking at that rate it would take me about 6 hours to run a marathon and that is just toooooo long to run! So I have now worked my way up to a comfortable 5.5 miles an hour and throwing in 6.0 sometimes too. I was feeling good about this as I was at the gym the other day. I got on the treadmill next to this big guy who looked as if he were jogging. As I get started I look over to see how fast he's going and his monitor says 6.5. "Oh well", I think, "he's a big guy". Then this tall girl comes on the other side of me and she starts out at 8.5 and works her way up to 10 mph! How can I compare to that, I would go flying off the treadmill. So, I just need to remind myself that I can only do what my legs will let me and feel good about my own improvements.
Meanwhile, I am having a hard time finding a good time to run. Now it gets dark so early that it cuts into my outside time. I have been encouraging Zach to ride his bike so that when he gets better at it I can have him ride and jog along side of him. Two weeks ago he was barely getting the hang of peddling his two-wheel bike with training wheels. He kept pushing back and slamming on the brakes after one pedal. Now he's got it down but still likes to stop a lot along the way. What can I expect from a 3-year-old? I love that he likes being outside though because that is where I would rather be during the day. Especially since it's up in the 80's again this week, maybe even hotter!
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