This makes me embarrassed.
It also makes me hurt. Physically, I mean.
I was only able to do a quarter of a mile before needing to walk. I did this a few times, so I technically jogged a little over a mile. I don't believe my lack of capacity to do more was affected in any way by my gallbladder surgery a week and a half ago. I think I'm just out of shape.
I'm trying to be happy with the workout. It's hard. On one hand: I'm not a runner. I don't anticipate ever really being a runner. I just recognize this jogging thing is a nifty way to push myself in doing something that's difficult for me, it gives me time to zone out while listening to angry rocker women on my mp3 player, and it earns a lot of activity points in the WW world. As I love to eat, this is helpful. As a side note, my weight has been stuck since mid-December. I do not think that fact and the fact that I stopped working out at that time are unrelated.
So, on one hand I am not shocked with my lack of ability. On the other hand: I was able to jog a 5K just a few short months ago, and now I've lost that ability. That's sucktastic.
We're going to run again Friday, and I'm trying to bolster my confidence by continually telling myself that it will get easier quickly and that I will be back to being able to run 2 or 3 miles continuously before long.
Which is good, considering we may possibly perhaps maybe be participating in a 10K in June.
I know in the scheme of things, this is small. In my little world, however, it is very big.
This is something I would do if I knew I could not fail.