Yesterday I realized the full meaning of being “Out of Shape”. Of course I’d been pretty flabby for most of my life. A 12 minute mile had always been a struggle for me, but now I know what it feels like to be “out of shape” after having been “in shape”. And it feels bad. I once peeled through 6 miles in 20 mins but now it takes me 25. I don’t even want to know what my 5k time has increased to.
It’s time to pick an event, sign up, and start training again. Luckily it’s August and awesome Fall weather will start up soon. Yay.