After a terrible journey through the desert, I decided to start running again.  As a fat person running, I believe that it hurts a lot more than if you’re skinny.  It would pretty much have to be.  So I went to the gym to use the membership that I have been dutifully paying for the last 10 years.  Don’t get me wrong, I have used it once or twice, but running at the gym ranks up there with having a toot pulled.  I was only able to run .33 miles and I thought I was going to die doing it.  I was not going fast, 4 on the treadmill, so a 15 minute mile.  I know you skinny people can walk faster than that, but that is all I have.  I walked until I reached a 1/2 mile and then I went home.  I was a little proud of myself for going to the gym, but mostly I was embarrassed.  If you are overweight you know the feeling.  How did I get to 240 lbs again…  I’ve been heavier, but not much.  At 5’6″, that makes me almost as big around as I am tall.  Running is a lumbering gait at best.  Maybe tomorrow will be better.