Three miles

01.15.13 Treadmill

The guy next to me on the treadmills last night asked why I was taking a picture of my machine at the end of my run.

“This is the farthest I have ever gone, so I wanted to document,” I told him.

I was immediately embarrassed when I said that, since three miles is basically a warm-up for actual runners, not to mention less than a quarter of my half marathon goal. But then I started thinking about my old workout routine, which consisted of telling myself that walking two blocks to Panera would counteract eating a bagel the size of my head and an accompanying trough of cream cheese. (I have a theory that Panera’s business strategy from 2002-2006 involved putting a tracker on my car and building stores at each major shopping center I frequented.) The 170-lb. college Heather couldn’t even run for a minute straight, and I could have counted the number of times I exercised in college on one of my pudgy bagel mitts.

So yeah. I’m proud of my three miles.

01.15.13 Three miles

9 thoughts on “Three miles

  1. Audrey

    I just biked 3.5 miles this morning, and I have to do the return trip in an hour, which isn’t even a warm up for serious cyclists. But they don’t tow a 45 pound kid in a trailer behind them. Yeah me!

    And Yeah You! That’s one day closer to being able to run that half marathon.


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