So, another 25 minutes this morning at yet again, a very slow pace. 

Why am I reporting this on a blog?  Public pressure, my friends, public pressure.  I have found that when it comes to working out, I am motivated by public pressure to do so.  You see, I ran a marathon many moons ago, and several half marathons including one about 16 months ago.  I have been a supporter of the New York Road Runners Club since 1995.  I have always needed to have a goal in order to keep going.  Don't know if that is good or bad, it just is.  I have also found that to keep going, I need to say it out loud, so my friends will hold me to it.  So I am going to provide snippets of progress on this blog.  Working out is one thing I have had trouble figuring out how to fit into this new life of career, travel, baby, friends, baby, rest, baby, career, sleep, family, friends…wait…anyway, you get my drift.  So why not inject a little public pressure to the mix, to push me out of bed at sunrise (not my best time of day) and get out there to work up a sweat.

If you have words of encouragement, feel free to send me a note.

By the way, total non sequitur…do you ever ask yourself, how are you a force for change?

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