It took me almost 50 minutes to walk/run 3.1 miles outside last night. I was struggling right from the start, and I wanted to turn back so many times, but I kept pushing myself. I was determined to do the whole 5k - no matter how long it took me. I walked the last 20 min., but, at least, I finished it. By the time I got home I had a blisters on top of two different toes. I have no idea why that happened - I never get blisters ... let alone there. Anyway, by this morning the blisters were raw, so I covered them with band-aids before I got on the treadmill tonight, but it didn't offer much relief. The blisters were really burning, so I only walked on my treadmill for 20 min. - not much of a workout, but it's something. I'll be back out tomorrow night doing another 3.1 miles, and, hopefully, it will be a better workout than last night's 5k.
I hate to post another disturbing article, but I haven't been able to get this woman out of my mind:
So, so scary. Here's a seemingly healthy woman - worked out, was active, probably ate well, but she died anyway. They don't know if it was a heart attack yet, but they think it might have been. It boggles my mind. And it's so sad - she had three young children. My heart goes out to them.