I think I feel good

My week of exercise is over. I did it. I exercised for 30 minutes every day for a week. I feel better. I know it's only been a week, but I do. Each day I walked, it got a little easier. Yesterday, my shins didn't start to hurt until almost one full lap of the neighborhood. I even ran some -- not much, but some. It really got my heart racing, but it felt good -- it hurt, but it felt good. I only got 15 minutes in tonight, because I've got sick babies, but I'll pick it back up tomorrow. Not because I want to, but because I need to. I think when I do it because I want to, that will be real progress.