My legs think so. I have just returned from a long weekend in New York City where I walked by butt off! I wish! My legs were still sore this morning from my three-day "hike" around Manhattan. Since I couldn't doing any time on a treadmill, I figured that this would count. Actually, all the walking was pretty good exercise. Although my three-inch heeled boots aren't exactly the same as my Brooks tennis shoes.
The training was coming along pretty well until last week, when I came down with the stomach flu. Whew! What a doosy! I had to take the week off from all exercising and then spend the long weekend away. My last blog contained a good deal of complaining about the lack of fun and joy in this process. I am thankful to say that I have moved out of that stage. I certainly don't look forward to running, or exercising in general, but I am finding joy in the results of it: I'm a little stronger, a little smaller, sleeping a little better, and a little proud of myself for sticking to it. And, as strange as it sounds, even to me, after not doing any real exercise for over a week, I have found that I miss it....werid.
So tomorrow, it's back to the gym!
Check my other blog soon for more about my trip.
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