Octopallooza: Day 1

They say the hardest part is getting started, right? If that's the case, I'm on a swell track to actually keep my Octopallooza commitment!

Last night, I ran - RAN, people! - for a quick 2 miles, down to the lake and back. It's not much, but I honestly feel like the worst part is over. I have worked myself up so much over not running this summer that I've started to hate the thought of anything running-related. I consider going out for a jog, but then I remember how out of shape I am, how lazy I am, etc. etc., and I talk myself out of going. Last night, I threw all the bad thoughts aside and did what needed to be done.

I took the pup with me last night, and I have to be honest - the run wasn't much of a run. We had to stop every, oh, 8 steps for the obligatory "sniff test," and she'd come to a screeching halt anytime a loud car, bicyclist, person - you name it - breezed by. On the mile home, however, she flew like the wind. We pretty much sprinted the entire mile, and I was not so encouraged to learn that my 9-pound dog with 4-inch legs runs much faster than I do.

Tonight: abs, core work, lunges, arm work. I'm planning to attempt all of this in my basement with free weights and stairs, as I have not yet figured out the gym situation. I've done this before and I know I can get a good workout with what I own. People were buff before fancy gym equipment, right? I like to trick myself into thinking I need machines to get the job done, but I'm not letting that excuse inch its way in tonight.