I slept till 7 and thought wahoo! he went out with his buddies and left me behind. I got up, washed, dressed, and was ready to eat and he came in the kitchen...ya ready?! so...another 3 miles behind me.

I must admit I was faster today, I was more comfortable, less winded, and my legs were not as shakey or burning as the last two days, so its coming easier to me. I forgot how it felt to get all sweaty.

So...it looks like this is going to be a lifestyle for a while. I am agreeing to it, and not being forced. I do need to get off my fat bottom and try, and I dont believe he would push me past my tolerance.

Wish me luck! im gonna need it.