Old Fart Running


This is about my skill level
By Valentin Shustov (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

Well, attempting to run. Jog. Shuffle. Move along the sidewalk powered by my two feet. Whatever you want to call it, I did it today. This isn’t quite as shocking as it sounds. A few years ago I attempted the Couch-to-5k program and got several weeks into it. I don’t really remember why I stopped. Probably life. At any rate, I turned 41 a week or so ago, I have diabetes and I weigh over 200 lbs, so I needed to do something or I was going to die*. So I bought some new running shoes, re-downloaded the app onto my phone, and hit the road.

I figured that blogging about it would generate some public shaming accountability and encourage me to keep at it. We’ll see how that goes. I’ve been called shameless before.

The good news is I survived. Did less than half the piddly runs and walked the rest of the way, but I did it the whole time. So there’s that.

* Someday. Not next week or anything, in case you were worried.

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