I didn't expect much from my two mile runwalklimp today. I'm still adjusting. If I lived through it, I'd consider myself pretty damn accomplished for the entire day. And I planned to cross-train by going to Target. And for those of you that don't think Target is cross-training? Get out. I mean, just kidding. Come back.
I decided to not demonize walking. Walking happens, man. Sometimes you just gotta. But I'm trying to run (know I use that word loosely) as much as possible. However, I get passed a freaking ton. I try to not notice, but it's hard when I'm ambling around and someone zooms past as though this shit were easy peasy lemon squeezy. It's not. If it were, I wouldn't consider crying and quitting every two minutes. Whatever. Pass away, yo. At least I'm not on the curb crying when you do it, because that's what I'd like to do. At least most of the time. But I keep going... Because, well, Target.
However, today *I* got to pass someone. That's right. Me. On day 2, I'm already passing someone. I mean, he was mowing his lawn. And not actually running. He was pushing a lawn-mower. And wasn't even near the street where I was running. Maybe he didn't even notice. But I totally passed that guy. I hope I didn't make this look easy when I did. Somehow I am thinking that's not really a problem for me.
And now, Super Target (cross-training).
You crack me up! I'm proud of you. I don't run, unless I'm chasing a thief or being chased by zombies. Too bad you're not here, in Denver, because this is the best place for intense walking, and for some show offs, running. I do backpack grocery shopping. I walk half a mile with an empty backpack, to the grocery store, and when I get there, I fill up until it's almost busting at the seams. So, when I walk back, I'm almost 30 lbs. heavier, and I have to walk fast, so the frozen food doesn't thaw. You're right, shopping is cross training. Keep up the good work :)
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