I’m really impressed with myself, in how far I’ve been able to come in such a short time, with my running. Last Thursday evening I ran about 3.3 miles (the equivalent of a 5K race!). Friday I felt all squishy so didn’t do much of anything. Saturday I tried to go out running alongside Doc riding his bike, but I was still feeling squishy so I got maybe 1/4 mile before I turned around and came right back home. I did about 20 minutes of yoga Saturday night instead. Sunday I did a little light swimmming, and ran about 1-1/2 miles around the park at home. There’s some pretty significant uphills in the park; it’s not easy. Monday I went over to the track at the junior high and did about 2 miles, split between running and walking. Tuesday I did about 2.5 miles, one of which was on the treadmill before I gave that up (it makes me dizzy and seems to take a reeeeally long time, compared to running a track or the neighborhood. A space-time continuum anomaly?) Tonight I ran 3 miles. I’m getting to where 3 miles is fairly comfortable. I think that consistency is the key. I need to do this every night, or at least most nights. I need to get to the point where 3 miles is easy — and soon.