13 minutes today! That's 2 minutes off of day one. It's nice to see some progress, though I've been told I shouldn't be surprised if for a while I don't improve.
I tried really hard today to focus on breathing properly, and it actually helped a lot. It kept away the worst of that flames-in-the-back of the throat pain, and it gave me something to think about other than how much I wanted to walk instead. I felt like a tiny, underpowered, retarded locomotive, just slowly puffing along.
Something I need to work on is drinking more water. I have this huge, glorious, obnoxiously green Nalgene bottle that holds 32 ounces...if I could just bring myself to drink the whole thing twice a day, that would do the trick. Most days I only get through about a third of it, which I know is not nearly enough.
Oh, and confession time. Yesterday James and I gorged on Wendy's...neither of us were feeling very strong, and we haven't been able to do real grocery shopping in a while because of the bizarre hours I've been working. We're going to try not to do it again anytime soon, and probably hit the commissary tonight for real food.
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