I have two speeds, and the other one is slower....

2.1 miles in 25 minutes. The only way I could have possibly gone slower would have been to wog through actual molasses. However, in my defense, I was wheezing like an asthmatic recovering from a space-walk. So the goal is to add a half mile onto today's journey and see how my lungs hold up. Perhaps I could have wogged another .4 miles to even it out to 2.5, but I get so damn bored! It's the treadmill, it is so incredibly boring! I now understand how mice on a wheel will randomly cease running when the wheel is spinning at full speed- at least going round and round at 100 mph (mice speed, that is) gives a change of scenery! And in my imagination I hear them squealing, "Wheeee!" (or "WHEeeEEeeEE" as it were) as it goes! Anything to make that road to nowhere seem more entertaining! But I digress... On a positive note, mind you, I have cleaned up my nutrition intake to a very impressive 1200 calories, as well as eliminated all traces of alcohol from my day to make a total of... wait for it... eight days. That's quite a feat for me. Trying to become a runner at my current weight is only asking for a knee or hip replacement in the next three years. So, all in all, I am hoping to shed about twenty or so. But we'll see. Anyway, stay tuned for another positively enlightening rendition of the Wog Blog, and all its hijinks, which should take place sometime tomorrow...