OK, Day Two wasn't that bad. But it was noticeably more difficult. I think my attitude was OK -- though certainly not as upbeat as yesterday. It was harder going, harder to finish. I had considered trying to go a little bit further today, but nixed that idea pretty quickly into the run. The goal became to keep running all the way back to our driveway, the same distance as yesterday. So, goal accomplished.
I thought my stride was off -- hah, I'm on my second day and my stride is off: how quickly we become experts -- but that wasn't the case. My running time today was 27:31, a few seconds faster than yesterday. I never would have thought that until I hit the stop button on my watch and saw the time. Weird the tricks the mind can play: I don't feel as good so I must be going slower ...
Did see other humans out today, a cyclist at the beginning of my run, and five walking moms at the end of it. One of the moms laughed loudly as I approached -- surely she wasn't laughing at me. A minute later I thought it more possible as I thought of what my pale, uh, thick thighs must look like in my running shorts.
Speaking of thighs, one of my goals is to lose enough body fat so that mine don't rub together as I walk. There, I said it.
And speaking of body fat, mine is either 36 percent or 31 percent. Our scale is hardly a precision instrument. Day One was 36 percent (Lord, I thought, surely it's not that high!), while Day Two had it at 31 percent. I'm going with 31 percent, for the record.
Weight is 221. That didn't drop from Monday to Tuesday, unfortunately.
More sore tonight than yesterday. Time for a hot soak in the tub to prep for Day Three.
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