The Big storm is coming. Hurricane Sandy is on its way and should hit here sometime tomorrow night or tuesday. The wind was starting to pick up a bit, and a shower here or there. I went for a run. A nice slow 5 miles. There are some people that won't be fit enough to get through this storm. There are some that may be fit enough but it will just be their time.

I don't want to live forever. However, I do not want to die because I am so out of shape that I am unable to save myself. I want to be able to pull myself out of a car window if I have to. I want to be able to climb out of a house window, hang and drop if I have to. I want to be able to walk a mile to get to high ground if I have to. I am fairly ready to die if a meteor falls on my head, but I am not prepared to die from being too comfortable on my couch.

Run for your life, really your life may depend on it...

Just because I haven't been blogging doesn't mean that I have been vegging. At this home, only the cat is gaining weight and losing agility, though she is still much more agile that I am. I am still using the treadmill more than going outside, and am getting a little spoiled with the ability to watch TV and still exercise. I also like the ability to regulate my speed, going from 8:20 minute miles to 5:30 minute miles for a little while, then slow again. It lets me know when I have gotten to 5 miles or 8 miles or 10 miles. I am not trusting it 100% but it is keeping me in the ballpark where I can play and progress. Whether inside or outside, on a treadmill or on a sidewalk, the key is to move.

One step at a time, keep moving, keep living