Day 110

I feel poopy again today. I hate not being able to breathe properly and hate even more the constant pressure throbbing in my head when I can't. However, I know that I need to keep up my physical activity not only to keep in shape for the upcoming Race for the Cure, but also to maintain my ability to wear my new size and my favorite old dress. For that reason, I forced myself to go walking. Jogging would not have happened, but I managed to walk a mile before my dripping got overwhelming. Sadly though, tonight's walk reemphasized my painful slowness when jogging. I have been proudly averaging 12 minute miles, which I fully acknowledge is very slow. However, upon timing myself last night I found that walking barely faster than a stroll without being able to breathe I walked a mile in 17.38 minutes. its ridiculous how much effort and sweat I put into cutting that time down 5 minutes. Oh well - I will increase my speed eventually. Right now my focus is on distance.