Week 1, day 2 and a lesson about attire

I did not hit the snooze button this morning, but very nearly positive-affirmationed myself back to sleep.  I did not, however, and jumped out of bed, dressed, and headed out the door.  I began walking, my muscles a little achy from my first day, but excited to see how this was going to feel today.

With warnings from one of my friends fresh in mind, I put my headphones in only one ear (so I could hear if some crazy car was about to jump the curb and leave my blog readers clamoring for more for all of time), I fired up the iPod once again and got to it.  I found the first 60 second interval to go quickly, and the first 90 second walk was long enough.  The same went for the second and third and fourth rounds.  The fifth round wasn't too bad either, though it did take a bit more out of me.  From there, I began to revisit the cruelty of slow 60 second spans and fast 90 second ones.  I was definitely feeling it and just wanted the 25 minutes to be finished!

Now, this is where I also come to another lesson learned.  As with many, they don't get learned easily, but rather, by work, pain or humiliation.  I wouldn't say it was painful, exactly, more like extremely uncomfortable.  And yes, I'd have been embarrassed to know anyone was watching me.  You see, the lesson I learned this morning is that when it comes to running, not all underwear are created equal.  The ones I threw on this morning kept creeping and crawling into places we dare not speak of.  I had to keep wondering what the wedgie etiquette was while jogging on public roads.  Is it OK to pick right out in the open?  How many times is too many?  In the end, thoughts of etiquette got thrown to the wayside and comfort became king.  I wondered as I went along which would be most suitable in the future - full cut briefs (a.k.a granny panties), high cuts, hipsters, thongs, or was commando the way to go?  Does fabric make a difference?  Does cotton stay in place better than nylon or Lycra?  I don't have any answers for you.  If someone has any for me, please save me from the trials of experimentation.  I'm not in college anymore, I'd like to think experimentation is behind me!

All in all though, I had a great workout.  I came home and showered, got myself a cup of coffee and sat down to write this.  I could do that because my kids were still sleeping at 7:45...of course, they only ever sleep that late when daddy has morning duty.  Luck of the draw or something more sinister?  Who knows.  Either way, I've got to keep on running and keep on writing because I will get in shape.  I will make my body strong.  I want to be healthy and I know I CAN DO IT!