Well, for all of my complaining at the start of last week, everything is getting much better.  I ran 2.5 miles last week (straight and slow).  This weekend, I went on my first bike ride of the season (and since I barely rode last summer because of injury, my first real ride in probably a year and nine months or so.  I was expecting it to be bad: the air was still a bit chilly so my lungs would be grumpy and I expected screaming quads.  Instead, it was amazing and pretty easy.  I felt aerobically stronger than almost any other time I have been on the bike and had several periods of biking 16-20 mph that didn't seem difficult at all.  We did two hills at the end, which were hard because I hate hills, but I wasn't wheezing when I got to the top and recovered pretty quickly. 

 

Today, I was planning a longer running, but decided to try a shorter less-slow run and did a mile in 10 MINUTES!!!  I was so excited I thought I would burst (though perhaps that was my lungs, who knows). 

 

The only problem I am experiencing are the excercise hunger pangs.  I am hungry (or eating) all the time.  All I want to do is eat.  Nom nom nom.