58min, Sweet run

Finally! We did a second run to Uthiru and back. It was 58min of a sweet run: sweat, muscle-weep, a high etc. Above all, we were two, me and Jaymo. The run came ours after I'd finished reading 'The Monk who Sold his Ferrari.' As self-improvement books go, this was average. All the same, I came off determined to put to use a few principles from the book like doing 30min of vigorous physical activity daily. It's a habit am keen on cultivating. Last week Jaymo got round to joining me in the morning run to Uthiru. I was washed out and unfit like you can't begin to imagine. Twenty minutes into the run, I was out of breath and struggling so walked the last 50m to the roundabout - never mind the rain. Jaymo took a matatu back, a luxury I frowned upon and ran back - 15min and could run no more. A good start for which I paid dearly with a few days of muscleache. Let's what tomorrow brings. PS: My buddy and inspiration, Jack, moved into his own house over the weekend. Congrats man.