All is Well

Thank you all for the well wishes for my brother.

I'm happy to say that he is doing well. A little too well actually. He didn't want to listen to us when we told him to stay laying/sitting down and not try to do too much. But then again, he is a Velez and therefore, incapable of staying still for too long. He was started walking around about five hours after he got home!

So anyhoo... I spoke to my friend 'Chele who I was supposed to go biking with today (we decided to postpone the outing) and she told me some pretty exciting news. She's working toward running a half marathon. She got me into seriously thinking of giving it a shot. I've always been a short distance runner, but lately I've been running for distance, so perhaps it isn't too far fetched of an idea. If all else, it'll give me a great running goal. I told Aaron about it. He was pretty supportive about it. He said he'll try to train with me as much as possible.

So today I went out and got a nifty pedometer. According to the thingy I ran 2.35 miles. Woo! I was so psyched after the run that I decided to do something a little wacky. I ran up the stairs to my floor. I'm not sure if I've ever mentioned it, but I live on the 15th floor. I made it to the 13th floor and pretty much almost fell over, then walked the remaining two floors. When I got in I was not panting but gasping and my legs were shaking.

I can't say for sure what possessed me into running up the stairs but I have to say it kinda felt good. I think I'm going to try to make Aaron do them with me next time he runs with me.