One of our friends recently tried to get me into the running craze. She’s one of those actually health-conscious people that admittedly has a actually great figure as a result of her extensive exercise as well as a carefully-planned diet. I do not consider myself to be recognizably out of shape, although I believe compared to her, I am not in the best of shape. She was not being mean about it or anything, but she insisted that there was a better me waiting on the other side of a good bit of exercise as well as a change of diet. It happened to be around New Year’s, so I figured I might as well fit another resolution in as well as beginning getting health conscious. One of the things that our buddy swore by was getting up in the morning to jog. The problem with that was that it was December as well as most sane people spend their days enjoying their oil furnaces inside! Every one of us live close enough to each other, so she promised that she would be out there with me every morning for support, jogging right at our side. I provided it a go, although I abruptly found that it was just not for me. It was hard enough leaving the warmth as well as comfort of our own heating idea as well as beach house to get up to go to work in the morning, however to get up even earlier to squeeze in some jogging time was actually rough. It was below cold on the first morning, And stepping out of the warmth of our beach house as well as out into our front yard was hard enough, never mind going to meet her down the road.The whole time that I was jogging out there I was longing for the comfort of our oil furnace as well as home, as well as although I was giving it all I got, I didn’t even end up warming up from the exertion!