5:40 am to 6:10 am
Outdoor, 71 degrees- humid
No hurry. No pause.
30 consecutive minutes of walking, jogging, squats
Times I fell:
Times I got back up:
Getting back up.
I was excited to attempt to jog a quarter mile today. Which would have be my longest distance since I started training 16 days ago. The first few hundred feet were fine. However, as I closed in on the final 100 feet or so of the quarter mile, my left leg had enough. I could barely get my left foot off the ground, which combined with my momentum, caused my left foot to drag, which affected my balance, causing me to stumble and fall.
But falling is far less embarrassing then never trying at all. I’ll try again tomorrow.
Quote I’m Thinking about Today:
“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” ~Paulo Coelho
“He’s a writer again. His words walk a tightrope of transparency and vulnerability while attempting to maintain a masculine balance. He writes to entertain. He writes to discover truth. He writes to feel strong. He writes to fill the hole in his brain with imagination instead of hopelessness and resentment. He writes secrets he can’t tell his wife. He writes to make his father proud. He writes in case he dies young. He writes so his voice may one day comfort his children when they’re older and far from home. He writes for Ms. Baker/ Mrs. Cleary. For Fire Hydrant. For himself. Because twenty four years ago he gave up on a dream. He let an opinion dry his pen, quiet his voice. When he was a boy he let the critic win.”