Well, run/walking, if I’m being completely honest. But I don’t care, I’m out running again, and that’s all that matters. I’m back, doing the greatest thing in the world and I’m as happy as I can be. All the stress, worry, anger and sadness I’ve lived through over the last few years fade away as I get back into my running routine.
This week, I went out three times, close to home. I warmed up with a five minute walk, then ran one minute, walked five minutes, for five sets, then cooled down with a five minute walk. Next week, I’ll cut the walk portion down to four minutes, and decrease a minute every week. I run every other day.
On Friday, I’ll have my first treadmill run/walk in months. It will be tough, but worthwhile doing; all of it goes toward the base training I need so badly to be able to continue running in the years to come.
In the upcoming blogs, not every week, but sporadically, I’ll write about my progress, perhaps certain runs, and let you know how things area coming along. Right now, I’m in a good place, determined to do what I’ve dreamt for so many years.