Joggin, Day Two!

Today I tried something a little different and went running with the iPod Nano and exchanged a month of rent for with Ben my senior year of college (COLLEGE!). I had forgotten about the thing until the other day, figured I might as well use it when I'm at my grossest, physically. And I say it's different because even before my two-year hiatus, I rarely jogged with music.

I decided the key in selecting songs with it would be short, fast songs. That way I've got a good rhythm driving me and the constant variation keeps me from getting bored with whatever song I'm on.

Two problems: 1) I started worrying I was crawling when I was on the fourth song before I passed a mile; and 2) my earbuds make noise every time the cable jostles. Third issue is I don't have anything to carry the iPod except my mitts (for now). I'm still undecided about the whole experience so I suppose we'll see whether I buy some first-world-accoutrements for my first-world-exercise-routine.

I did manage to add on a whole block to my trip. And since I actually timed it this time, I know I'm running about a ten minute mile. A little less.

I'm going to push myself to do better!

I'd like to do a six minute mile, I think. I'm positive that's a ways down the road (ha!) but I already feel better about this jog over the last. I feel like I was steadier, slightly faster and my breathing was better. And I feel like when I pushed myself at the end, I pushed myself a little harder.

My thighs, however, do not appreciate this. They're killing me.

On my jog up on the Prom today I saw what looked like a class circled in the shade of some trees. I saw an older woman and what could've been her son - but also could've been her May romance - walking small white dogs. I saw a nurse (likely from Maine Med) sunning herself on a bench and I saw a man who looked fit but for a gigantic stomach reading a book. There was a couple sitting above the memorial marker at the Southern End of the Prom.

I did manage to tack on another block, adding a full third of a mile to my run. I've already got Friday's jog plotted out so that I add a full block instead of just adding on three sides of a block. I'll have to run around a kitty-cornered block (Up Neal, down Carrol, back down Thomas, up Pine).



Stretching at the end of the jog is something I have to do in the middle of the street. There's no room in the apartment for such tomfoolery. I feel awkward doing it, but I suppose it's important.