Right now, my daily walking goal is 5.3 miles. Doable, right? Sure. But, for various reasons, I had some trouble hitting that yesterday. By the time I put my son to bed, I was barely at four miles. And it was 7 pm, which is comparatively late in the evening for me (what with getting up at 3:30 and all).
I really considered giving myself a pass. After all, four miles is nothing to sneer at. It’s respectable. Really. But, well, that post I wrote yesterday – and the bit about not letting yourself get lax on your rules – was staring me in the face. So I put my headphones on, put a leash on my dog, and headed out.
Let me tell you something: I hadn’t realized I could walk a mile and a half in 33 minutes.
Oh, sure, I could probably have worked it out from my FitBit data, and from the fact that I generally do a half mile in about ten minutes at work. But it hadn’t actually hit me.
It’s nice to see some progress, isn’t it?
Of course, I was all sweaty and my legs ached by the time I was done. But still. Progress!