1.02

Even though I was beat, I still went out for a short, slow, mile walk. I didn't think it was possible to actually fall asleep while moving but I do think my eyes closed a few times in that short while. I was trying to find some sort of explanation for my extreme fatigue and then I realized that I had run out of my pills and had just been too lazy to get refills. No freaking wonder I'm walking around like a zombie. 

Meds = energy.

1.31

I was pretty tired today after work and was going to knock out my short run when I got home. Instead, I decided to ask my dad if he wanted to come with me for a walk and so I waited while he suited up (my dad cannot be seen if he is not looking as GQ as possible, even at night) and leashed up our old Aussie.

While I wanted to hurry up and get my short run done so I can do some reading (I'm in the middle of a strangely fascinating book), I'm glad my dad came out with me. He is in remission after having liver cancer and surgery to remove the large tumour that came with it. My dad and I have gotten closer as I've gotten older and the thought of losing him to cancer made me so glad we're good buddies. I was happy to sacrifice a run for a little bonding time. Plus his doctor put him on strict orders to walk, so I can goad him into it, which is one of my favourite pastimes. 

I was also looking up trails near my house. I'd like to try trail running, as I heard it was a bit easier on your joints and a hell of a lot more interesting than running past the same garden swans and lawn gnomes every night. I might go scout out the woods near my place on my next day off. Any trail runners have any advice for a beginner?

1.03

I logged back into Nike+ and absolutely cringed at how long it's been since my last run. Ages and ages does not cover the dust that has gathered on my running shoes. I did find, however, that they have a new coaching and training section with a walk to run program. Walk to Run? Yeah, I think I can do that. I was supposed to start off with a 15 minute mile walk. I thought it would be nice to ask Dad to come along, seeing as his doctor told him he needs to walk every day. I know he'd never do it by himself. I goaded him into coming with me and regretted it only slightly when I realized that, at our leisurely pace, I wasn't going to walk a mile in 15 minutes. I decided that I'd rather spend some time with Daddo than be spot on with my training. It was a gorgeous dusk-no mosquitoes (amazingly) and a nice cool breeze. 

I probably could have trotted a little bit but my eagerness won't make up for my rustiness.