Oh sweet Lord, another multiple-week challenge? At least it's not 100 days, nor is it EVERY DAY. Woke up around 7am and went out to get the run out of the way early on. The breakdown for today, as well as the other two days this week, is thus:
5 min warm-up walk
60 seconds jogging
90 seconds walking
60 seconds jogging
90 seconds walking
60 seconds jogging
90 seconds walking
60 seconds jogging
90 seconds walking
60 seconds jogging
90 seconds walking
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60 seconds jogging
90 seconds walking
60 seconds jogging
90 seconds walking
60 seconds jogging
90 seconds walking
5 min cool-down walk
For some reason, I had it in my head that it was only 5 total minutes of running. So when I thought to myself, 'Hey, I'm almost done!" the app snapped me back to reality.
"Begin running. You're halfway done!"
I would have called my phone a stupid hussy, but I couldn't really breathe at that point (because, DAMN, am I out of shape), but I'm sure it knew of my fury.
During the last half of this happy little jaunt, a squirrel skittered onto the asphalt track and was all like, "Hi." I had to awkwardly extend my stride (which was not easy at this point) to keep from kicking him in his little squirrel head, and when I looked back to see if he was going to apologize, he was up on his hind legs, arms outstretched. If squirrels were capable of human speech, he would have been all COME AT ME BRO and I would have been all MAYBE LATER I HAVE TO KEEP RUNNING FOR SOME STUPID REASON.
As it turned out, I wasn't that weird-ed out by the rodent's audacity, because I was much more confused by me actually running.
Eventually, though, it was over, and I wobbled victoriously towards a vehicle, drove off, and wept.

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