Ran until I didn’t feel good doing it. Walked until I felt better.

Did about a mile and a quarter in 24 minutes.

Pretty lackluster, but fuck it, I got myself moving again.

Onward to whenever I feel like running again, hopefully very soon.

In other news, thinking of dropping the gym. It’s nice and all, but I’m travelling too much and sleeping too oddly to establish a routine, it’s an added cost when I can’t afford many, it’s a mental transaction because it’s a 15 minute car ride rather then “OK, I’m running” and going out the door, and it’s being subsidized by people who could use that subsidy to pay for someone who’d make it in there more, particularly a kid. There’s a few gyms closer to my place. If I decide I really need a gym, I’ll go talk to ‘em.

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