Mr. W had mentioned something about a 5K race for an upcoming weekend, and I had originally declined participation, thinking I’m not trained up to a 5K (3.12 miles) right now. I sat in guilt for a couple of days thinking he’s so good about participating in my activities, that I shouldn’t have been so dismissive about his run. (Well, another reason I declined is because I didn’t want to barge in on an activity he’s involved in, even tho it was really nice of him to extend me an invite.) So today at lunch at the gym, I was curious as to just how far away from a 5K my conditioning is. So I raised a treadmill to a 0.5 incline, cranked it up to a comfortable 5.7mph, and did 3.5 miles without any difficulty.

I was shocked! I know the treadmill is by far an artificial running environment — no sun, no wind, virtually no friction, no hills, air-conditioning — but this is very encouraging. Maybe I’ll see if I can train myself back up to 12 miles again.