I worked out this morning. Three years ago, that would not have been a news item. I had run my second marathon, and was training for a triathlon. What a difference three years makes; fifty pounds later and completely out of shape I am forced to work out to lower my blood pressure.
With my busy nights, I need to change a habit and wake up early to get a workout in. I did not want to get up this morning, but I managed to crawl out of bed after hitting snooze three times. I’m too out of shape to run, so I am forced to walk uphill on a treadmill. For the record, my incline was 9.5%, the pace was a 20-minute mile, and I walked for 17 minutes (my doctor told me to start slow). The only question is whether I can repeat this five times a week for the next few months until I can do something else to keep in shape.
