It was a good five degrees cooler this morning in our apartment and I took full advantage of that. I grabbed mom's large fan and propped it up beside the treadmill, charged my Nano and hopped on. The urge to run has been returning slowly but I'm hopeful that it'll stick around for a while. I managed 29 minutes before I got too hot and had to stop. 13 of those were spent running; I upped my speed which I figured would be too tough but it was quite managable and I was pleased with myself.
Tomorrow, for the first time in months, Mom and I are heading to the pool. We're both quite excited to get back to aqua jogging although well both likely need a nap before noon. There's something so soothing about getting in the water and "swimming" from one end to the other. I tend to zone out (Mom and I "jog" at different speeds) and imagine myself running a marathon. I focus on the lines on the pool bottom, the next line being my immediate goal. As they float by beneath me, its as though I'm ticking off the miles.