Went to the track again Saturday.  I took a break Friday to let my legs recuperate from the Volleyball punishment they received.  For the first time, I made it a mile jogging.  Yay.  I walked another quarter mile for a total of 1.25 miles.  Still a long way off from the 13 miles of a half marathon, but I've got time to work up to it.

Spoke to my brother on the phone.  He's in rehab for a busted knee from a car accident last year, new years.  He's been in a wheelchair and on crutches for a while now.  He has a book he'll send me from some marathon runner who advocates walking for 30-60 seconds after each mile jogged so you don't burn out.  I think I like that idea.  Maybe I'll review the book for you guys.

Another book on another topic that I'm reading for fun is one called The Alcoholism and Addiction Cure.  I was listening to the radio down in So. Cal. over the holidays when I heard the author plugging it.  His son was heavily into heroin and he had figured out a treatment program that cured him of it.  He even started a rehab center called Passages in Malibu and has a documented 80%+ cure rate.

That's right, cure, no relapse whatsoever.  The thought was so intriguing that I had to get the book just to read the story about the cure.  I'll let you guys know about it when I get through with it. So far it's a pretty inspiring story.  The guy's got a lot of common sense that flys in the face of the established beliefs about addictions.

Back to jogging.  There was a family of four at the track and a lady with headphones.  The family was casually enjoying the general area of the track, the football field, the high/long jump area, while the lady with headphones was jogging along.  I started my stretches and one of the sons of the family, couldn't have been more than 4 was running around the track in the opposite direction. 

He had selected my lane though to run in.  On our first near collision, he yielded.  On our second, he sat down in the middle of the lane and I jogged around him.  I think he figured he'd be safe since I was jogging so extremely slowly.  After that his dad took him off the track and raced him around the infield. 

After the mile and a quarter I celebrated with a stretch.  I  felt really relaxed on the drive home.  I think I'll keep up the post exercise stretch from now on.