So this evening, I went jogging for the first time at over 6,000 feet. Michael went right after we moved here and it kicked him in the rear. I have way less stamina than he does so I was quite worried. Nevermind the fact that we've been mountain biking several times since we moved here and I've nearly died every single time for lack of oxygen. ☺
I just decided to take it easy and see what I could do. I was actually amazed at how well I was doing. I was thinking to myself... 'I could get back into this regularly' UNTIL I turned around into a 20 mph headwind. No wonder it was so easy going out. Running home kicked me in the rear. ☺
In the end, I was still proud of myself. I think I managed about a 3 - 3 1/2 mile run at 6,000 feet without dying. You have to start somewhere, right?
16 years ago
4 comments:
running. ugh!
I don't think I'll ever get used to all the hills, I mean mts.
You're braver than me sister, keep it up! k
Sounds like you are doing great! I do good to get 3 miles a day in at sea level!
I'm still not a runner, but I love my Hapkido! I'm up to wrist push ups! Yikes! One of my doctors at work calls my newfound hobbie "hillbilly scary". HA!
christy
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