So far, so good...

I decided, painful or not, I HAD to go for a run today.

Oo, I downloaded a really cool free app this morning for my iPhone.  It's a pedometer, but also measures calories burned, time, etc.  So as soon as it loaded, I was out the door.

I headed down the driveway, and started with a power walk, just to loosen up my muscles.  After about a block, I decided to try a slow jog.  ARGHHH!!!  My legs were SCREAMING!  I'm embarrassed to say, I abandoned my plan to run to my parents' house.  I went a few blocks, then turned down a side street and headed back toward home.  According to my cool, new pedometer, it was a half-mile in about 10 minutes.  Not bad, considering it was mostly fast walking.

I came in the house, and immediately felt like a turd.  And truthfully, after all that moving, my legs actually felt a little better.  So...I headed right back out the door!  I yelled down to Stud on my way out that he was going to have to come pick me up at his grandparents' house, and I took off.

I was really so afraid of hurting myself, that I took it way easier than I did Saturday.  I just power walked until I was out of my neighborhood.  Once I crossed the street that serves as the border between Chicago and my parents' town, I started running.  I planned to use the same system I used on Saturday, with the street lights.  But, since I hadn't run at all yet, I was able to run two lights down, before walking one.  I kept that up until I was about 3/4 of the way to my parents'.  Then I went back to the one walking, one running. 

I called Stud when I was about 3 blocks away to let him know he should leave our house.   Then I realized I could just have my dad drive me home.  I told Stud I would call him back when I got there. 

When I got there, no one was home!  Eesh!  I called Stud back, and luckily, he didn't listen (as always!) and was already on his way.  I decided that instead of just standing there waiting, I would start running back toward home, and just meet him where I meet him. 

Turns out I only got about 2 blocks before he was there.  AND, the little angel brought me a bottle of cold water!  I love that goofy kid! =)

We stopped at the store on the way home to get a few things.  I actually had Stud snap a photo of me, so I could see if I was presentable enough to be seen in public.

He lied and said I was.  The little wienie! 

After we grabbed a few things and came out, I was still feeling the "high," and told Stud I was just going to run home.  (The store is at the very intersection where I cross over out of the city into my parents' town.)  I started across the parking lot, and then just stopped.  "What the HELL are you thinking?!" is what I screamed in my head.  I was going to do EXACTLY the same thing I did to myself on Saturday.  Thank God I came to my senses. 

I'm just happy I was able to get out at all today.  I was in unbelievable pain on Sunday, and yesterday wasn't so hot, either. 

According to my pedometer, I walk/ran 5,901 steps, 3.179 miles, in 54 minutes.  This thing actually gives a calorie count, as well.  (How the hell does this thing work?!)  It says 349.4 calories.  Not nearly what I burn on the elliptical, but that's ok.  I'm just glad I did it!