Energize!

My attempt to move from one point to another, 4 miles away.

At .3 miles: I am interrupted briefly by a phone call

At 1.0 miles: Feeling good. I'm sure I could try for 8 if I wanted.

At 2.0 miles: I begin to experience stabbing pains in my side, due to improper breath support. I quickly correct my breathing.

At 2.5 miles: An invisible man is tying my abdominal muscles in knots. The pain is excruciating.

At 3.0 miles: I am feeling pain all over my body, specifically in my knee where my Femur is jabbing into my Fibula. The rest of me feels somewhat liquified.

At 3.5 miles: The stabbing pains return, this time due to exhaustion. My thigh itches. I touch it and am surprised by the lack of feeling in my legs. I liken it to a dead fish. . .I know I can finish.

At 4.0 miles: Teleportation was successful. I am relieved. My time is 42.58.

And so was the log of when I decided to run 4 miles after having gone 8 weeks of running no further than 2. That's right. Before the wedding I was a running guru. Now, I'm a running wimp.

I keep thinking that magically, and without any effort, I'll realize "oh, I ran 3 miles today!" or "oh! I just went for 4!". But that never seems to happen until you make it happen. So, today was that day.

The pain, however, made me want to die.