My running path.

It’s something I thought I’d never do. I talked about it frequently and the iPod + Nike thing was catching my eye, but I just never had the willpower to actually get out of my chair, put on a pair of sneakers and shorts, and go running.

But, thanks to the help (read: peer-pressured convincing) of a pretty little lady, I did it. I ran and walked and ran and walked for a grand total of 2.6 miles. Doesn’t sound like much, but when you’re… athletically challenged, it means quite a bit.

What would I say in the end? It was fun. The last time I had run more than a block was probably four years ago in Sophomore high school gym class. With that as my last memory, I wasn’t too excited in the beginning, but after I had gotten a hang of it, I had a good time– it helped to have a friend with me. Aches and pains suddenly appeared on my body within the first 20 minutes or so, but even that felt good. It was nice to know my muscles were still alive (but for how much longer, we don’t know).

Whatever the case, it feels all the more excellent lying in bed to go to sleep whilest typing away on the laptop. I think I may try this again sometime soon.