Running

I’ve just started running again. I ran a little in Mexico, but other than that, it’s been a loooong time. I quit my gym in November after I gave notice at work that I was leaving, so you could say I’m more than just a bit out of shape. The situation for running here isn't exactly ideal. And I don't really love to run in the first place, so I tend to always be looking for excuses. It’s too hot to run during the day, and even nighttime is pretty warm, but I don't get any exercise if I don't just do it.

So a loose group of us (some combination of Cathy, Maricela, Raymundo, Alejandro and I) go running together in the evenings. It’s just like running in Seattle except flat, hot, humid and you occasionally have to walk so that the dogs will stop chasing you.

Raymundo and Alejandro never actually WANT to go running. Maricela decided we needed someone to go with us. I don’t know if it’s because I’m not from here and Cathy’s only 14, or if it just because she thinks we need a guy with us (which I think it actually does cut down on the amount of comments we get from the guys we run past, not that I actually understand what they’re saying), but their year of service has just received and added responsibility – running bodyguard.