Running

It seems like I've hit a wall in my running. I tap out at only two miles, which is pathetic. Mental toughness is the biggest part of it. This morning I tried wearing my old shoes (the newer ones developed a hole in the air cushion-ey part and made a flatulent-sort of sound when I pushed off). About a mile and a half in I realized why I had relegated them to yard-mowing duty in favor for the new ones - it was jarring and felt like I was running in sandals. At my size you need a lot of padding on the ole tires.

Usually I can go 5 and even 6 miles before calling it quits. One thing that makes it harder is that in running around my neighborhood I'm back at my house every two miles. It's sooo easy to just pack it in and go inside. There are a million reasons to do so as well (need to get ready for work, check my email, it's Arbor Day, etc.). I've just got to toughen up and maybe get "Eye of the Tiger" playing on a loop on my iPod.