Day 39

Don't feel like struggling with the dog or dealing with the boob crisis. So on to the eliptical I go!

Later:
While I was reminiscing over the 'American Girl' catalog that came today, Lou kept jumping on me and running to the door. He the followed me upstairs, whimpered when I flopped on my bed and gave me the eyes when I tried weasling my way out of the run by saying it was too cold. Yes. I got bullied into submission by a dog, and yes I am that much of a sucker. lol

Run was great, went slower but it wasn't as difficult. I didn't have to think continuously about putting one foot in front of the other.

The thing Im most proud of with all this is that I'm doing exactly what I tell myself im going to do. So far I have kept my word, usually it's 'just to that lamppost...ok just past the tree with the lights...' and it may not sound like much to other people, but it makes me very proud. lol, on todays run I had to yell at myself to stop running. I was so out of breath and my feet were so tired, but I bet I could have (and would have) willed myself to the next block or mailbox or streetsign until I fell over. The only reason I didnt was bc I'm pretty sure I will injure myself if I fall over and that will mean no running until Im healed which would suck. I guess there is somthing to be said for blind determination. :)