Day 15 - Broken

I'm having a difficult time getting these posts written on the days they actually occur, even though I'm drafting them in my head on that day.

Today (Monday) my kids were sick with fevers. But I had told myself that Monday would hold no excuses, and so it did not! After dinner we packed the kids into the stroller with the windbreaker on and went out for our first run.

I made sure to grab my watch because my husband's cell phone battery had died. So I looked at the hands and did a quick calculation of what time it would be after we had walked for 8 minutes and we set off walking. My watch hands glow in the dark so I kept holding my wrist up to the meager streetlamp light to charge it. I looked at my watch and made note, "okay, about three more minutes." We kept walking. I looked at my watch again. Apparently time was moving a lot slower than I thought. Still three minutes. We walked for a lot more. Finally, sure that it must be time to start running, I looked at my watch and the hands were still in the exact same place. That's when I realized it was broken! Ha!

We figured we had walked for about eight minutes surely, and John said he would keep track of time in his head. So we started our first five minute run. Then five minute walk. Then five minute run again. When we finished the second run, John counted out loud at the pace he had been counting time in his head. He laughed and said he had probably been counting too fast. I thought it sounded too slow! Well, what mattered to me was that I had ran. I felt good. It was challenging enough, but not overwhelming.