The Hunt for the End of October 

I got through 45 days of exercise and on Day 46, thirty more minutes in bed seemed like a better idea. I took my run gear to work with the half-hearted idea of running in the afternoon. That afternoon came, went and before I knew it I had to go to a volunteering gig at the Film Festival. I got home around 12:30 AM, did 20 push-ups and went to bed. I was so exhausted on Day 46, I could barely lift my head. On Day 47 I ran 9.54 km. Back on track. Well, at least for 14 days. Day 60 rolled around and I was late for a Cycle Toronto event, both my arms seem to be suffering from lateral epicondylitis (tennis elbow, without tennis and yes, I had to look that up), and the arch of my right foot is either sprained or otherwise injured. All that meant going to the pub, having a beer or two and not worrying about the fact that I couldn’t do a single push-up never mind run 5 km or whatever. Thus in 60 days, I have exercised 58 times. The only exercise I can imagine today will be on the trainer – something I will probably have to do until I heal enough to run again. The sad thing is the temperature in Toronto has finally dropped enough for a cool run so it’s a shame I can’t do one. I feel so close to my goal of 90 days of exercise, it really just means getting through to the end of October. No matter what happens I will get there; I will find you, end of October.