Sunday: 60 minutes. I have no clue how far we went.
Today: 3.4 miles (says Yahoo - I was trying for a 3.5 mile course), 33:06. My pace here is noticeably better than I've been doing on my other course for two reasons: the actual length of my other course is a bit too long, and I was also racing a little this time to make sure I got home before my doctor called back. I don't believe for a moment that I could maintain this pace for seven miles. Still, it's pretty good, for a 35-year-old five-foot-four female with mild osteoarthritis in her knees. (Dayum, if I had a GOOD body, just think what I could do with it!)
Today: 3.4 miles (says Yahoo - I was trying for a 3.5 mile course), 33:06. My pace here is noticeably better than I've been doing on my other course for two reasons: the actual length of my other course is a bit too long, and I was also racing a little this time to make sure I got home before my doctor called back. I don't believe for a moment that I could maintain this pace for seven miles. Still, it's pretty good, for a 35-year-old five-foot-four female with mild osteoarthritis in her knees. (Dayum, if I had a GOOD body, just think what I could do with it!)
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it is all very frustrating. i hear my dad and stepmom (and my mom when she was still alive) say things like "just wait til you get to be our age," but the reality is i'm probably in worse shape now. left unchecked, i don't i'd be able to walk by their age!
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I hate it when people presume they have a lock on the pain market because of age. Clearly, such people must have had life way too easy when they were in their teens and twenties and thirties. Pthththbtt.