.........aaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahaha....hahahahahaha.......hahahahaha.......hahaha....haha....ha! Guess how it went? :-) Between my brother training for the LA Marathon (go Mike!) and all those previously morbidly obese people on The Biggest Loser RUNNING a marathon, I figured "Well I'm sure I can run at least a mile!" (At this point in the post you can refer back to the laughter up above.) I "ran" half a mile (at most) when I started wheezing. Soon after the wheezing I'm pretty sure my form turned into that of how a person would look running, after being shot in the upper right hamstring and/or buttocks. I got home and my husband said, "you're back??" and I said, "running just isn't for me". Well, at least winter running without an inhaler isn't for me. I'll stick to the gym for now,where the air is warmer, and I'm less likely to embarrass myself, unless of course I fall off of some stationary piece of equipment.
I did a bit of a power walk after the "run". I may not have been exercising for a long time, but it was better than nothing (unless you're one of the poor souls that passed me while I was "running." - they were probably wishing I HAD done nothing...or at least done it in private).
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