NOT killing myself.

So the CEO came by my place last weekend to help me pick up my latest care package and fix up the dynamo lamp on my bike (because he is totes awesome like the rest of all my co-workers). On Saturday I went to market and cleaned house. On Sunday I went writing with a couple of friends at the 'Chase (I didn't get much original fic writing done, but I did continue some GG fanfic). Last night, I went to see Ash Girl with castusalbuscor, because playing the titular character is one of our awesome friends who's a really fucking talented actress (she's held SMUDS roles like Lady Bracknell, Lady Olivia, and Lady Macbeth - I'm telling you, she's a talent machine!) so I didn't get to go for my MWF walk.

So today I broke out my running shoes which came with my care package to go for a jog.

My biggest problem with running tends to be that I push myself too hard. See, I like speed. I like sprinting. But that's just it - sprinting. It's not sustained running. In the end I end up half-killing myself and almost triggering asthmatic attacks. It's why I run for about ten houses worth, and then walk the rest of the block.

TODAY, I was VERY determined not to do that again. I power-walked down the length of Allan St, turned up Lawrence, and then started jogging. My feet were never very far apart, and I deliberately slowed my pace.

It drove me crazy!!!!! I just wanted to bust out so badly =( BUT! I managed to keep a very slow, steady pace, keep in motion, and jogged the entire length of the street. Which, considering how badly out of shape I've been in, is not bad a'tall! And then I jogged the length of the next street over. Is was good.

I should get some real exercise-worthy clothes.

Anyways, I'm gonna try for a repeat performance tomorrow.