J is for jogging
I have a love/hate relationship with jogging. Mainly hate, if I’m honest. There is a park near my house with a dirt running track that is just over 3km long. It’s a lovely park – just a pity that I tend to ruin that enjoyment by dragging my sorry carcass around it at something resembling a run/jog/well-at-least-it’s-a-bit-faster-than-a-walk.
Of course, if I was a little more consistent and ran a little more regularly, all the pain and discomfort would fade into the background as I found that glorious, elusive jogging “zone”. Easy to say, harder to do.
Anyway, I’ve got to get off to bed – I’m (semi) inspired to go for a jog tomorrow morning before work now!