Run Run As Fast As You Can

mmmm. Gingerbread. But sweets are not what I'm talking about. Last night I went for my first run in about 4 years. Before kids I was in ok shape. I was certainly not an athlete, but I could walk forever and could run well over a mile without stopping. Well - last night I made it a half mile (of which I walked at least 1/3) and nearly blacked out as I was coming back into the house. Oops. In part I blame the fact that I was running at night (which scares me silly) so I was going too fast. I know that pace is super important, especially in the beginning so I'll either have to get used to my neighborhood at dark (it's actually very safe and cozy - lots of people out walking tiny dogs) or find another time to run. And my hope is that tomorrow I'll be able to get fitted for some new work-out shoes. 'Cause these ancient cheapo Sketchers I've been wearing forever are totally worn out and killing my feet (even with a nice pair of Dr. Scholl's inside). So I've had a pretty humiliating begining to my running career, but as they say - I have no where to go but up.