I want to be a loser

Last week my husband started running.  On his own.  Around the block.  I am so proud of him.  He hates to exercise and this was a big step for him.  So he is able to make it almost around the block with out stopping.  He has different goals than me, but that is ok.  I don’t usually like to run with him.  He runs fast.  And I can’t keep up with him.  But I can go for a long time and a lot slower.  Another thing, he likes to run around the block and I like to run on a path.  I am not ready to run in my neighborhood in the daylight.  So I am thankful that it is getting darker and I will be able to join him on his evening runs.  Ok, one more complaint.  He like to run on a full stomach, and I have to have an empty stomach. 

So, tonight we went for a run.  Before dinner.  Walked .25 of a mile.  Then ran .75, turned and ran .25.  Dh stopped at the .75 so I turned and walked back to him.  Then we ran .25 miles, walked .25 miles and then we were done. 

It was good. 

So I was on a roll.  Tuesday I went for a run.  Ran .5 mile, walked .25, ran .75, walked .25 then turned around and that is when I felt it.  In my knee.  But I was able to run back to the car.  Felt fine.  But when I got up Wednesday morning at 5:45 to get my kids off to school I got myself dressed for running.  Headed out the door at 7.  I walked .25 then started running.  Made it .25 miles and had to stop and walk.  The pain in my knee was terrible.  I could walk with no problems, but every time I tried running it was very painful.  So I took today, Thursday, off.  I think I will get up and go for a walk in the morning.  My friend has a knee brace she is going to let me borrow and see if that will help. 

Pain is not good. 

Food has been ok.  Back to working.  I have been packing yogurt to eat as a snack.  That seems to head off the gorging bug when I get home from work.  And trying to keep my portions at a regular size for dinner. 

Dh and I just went for a walk.  About .5 miles.