Close to Pathetic

I've now been awake for an hour. I've gone for a run and started a blog--a productive morning so far. My running was not impressive, though--close to pathetic, really. I "ran" to the Chancellor's house and back home, a distance of less than a mile, total. It was slow, kind of a run-walk. Today is April 15, a memorable date for a yearlong project dedicated to rebuilding stamina though running in the mornings. It's a modest goal with some good psychological concepts backing the goal. But I will save the psychology for a later post.