The Franco-Taiwanese Alliance

I went to the gym today for the first time since December (I think the last time before that was sometime in January of 2006).  I ran for 2 miles, with a 2 minute break between each mile, and it felt pretty good (meaning that I felt like I was going to die, but after I was home and cooled off, I was happy with myself).  I was thinking about going for a third mile (honestly, boss!), but my left knee started feeling like it wanted to lock up, so I quit while I was ahead.  I didn’t do any lifting or anything, because I still don’t trust my left wrist.  It’s been hurting upon use ever since the last moto crash, and I’m not really ready to try using it for any serious work.

Theoretically, this gyming thing is going to continue every weekday.  Tuesdays and Thursdays I’m supposed to go with Alice in the mornings before lunch, and Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays I’m supposed to go by myself when she goes off to band in the afternoon.  I don’t know about tomorrow, though… after the run today, my right foot’s been hurting something fierce when I walk on it, and I don’t know if it’ll be much better by tomorrow.  I’m really not built to run!  Give me a good bench press any day.