I need to get my lungs back. I need to find them. Not sure where I left them, but I bet they're around the house somewhere.
I've figured out that walking does not keep the lungs in shape like running. Sure C25K Week 3 was easy, but Week 4 is showing me how much I missed. What left me whilst I was walking away the pounds (ha!) and listening to Harry Potter on my iPod. My lungs.
Once could argue that I never had great lungs to begin with. I do have exercise and allergy induced asthma. At one point in High School I was only breathing at 60% of my asthmatic lungs' capacity and was put on an inhalant steroid to open up the little tubes so my lungs would fill up.
But c'est la vie. I will work back up to running for 36 minutes (my 12 minute/mile pace for 3 miles) straight, then continue to increase my mileage until I get to 72 minutes straight and I run that Great Race in Agoura Hills.
Oh and my mom got me the best Christmas present ever. She got me a pass to work out at her gym. At least I be able to mitigate most of the damage the tamales do...