Last night I was feeling very dejected about not being able to run. I seriously thought I would not be able to run for a week or longer. I knew if I wanted to get rid of the weight I gained on vacation I would have to be careful with what I eat, which is not my strong point. Run 3-4 miles every day . . . easy . . . eat under 1800 calories a day (healthily) . . . practically impossible. So, knowing this, I decided to drink . . .
When I woke up this morning I decided I needed to do something. Before I started running I got a small stepper that I used a lot, until a bar on it broke. That is when I started running again. A friend of Chris's (Chris is not very "handy") replaced the bar and it works fine now, but since I rediscovered running I have not used it at all. Today I thought I would try it since I don't lift my foot off the step and don't flex my calf that much. I was very happy that it worked and I wasn't in
|Maddox was really wanting to try it out.|
Going on vacation really put me behind on my blog reading. I got back and I have 70 posts to catch up on. I realize that may not be as many as some, but it is plenty! I have been trying to read them here and there the last 2 days and I am still not caught up and everyone keeps writing. Quit writing so I can catch up! ;-) lol
This is my 100th post. I wish I had something special to say or do or something, but I don't. It's just another boring post. Not even about running.