The Road to Orlando

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April 18, 2005

I'm baaaaaaaaack.

Having bought a treadmill from our neighbors across the way on Friday, I am back in training. It's going slowly, but it feels very good anyhow. I missed this part of my life a lot. (And so did my blood pressure and cholesterol, too. But that's another story.)

I haven't set a training schedule yet; right now I'm trying to loosen up my muscles and get back in the habit of exercising. Friday, Saturday and today I did one mile, with times of 21:58, 21:25 and 21:45 respectively.

Squee!