So I ran a mile tonight. Inclines and declines included.
Man, I forgot what it felt like.
I managed to run 3/4 of it. 1/4 I had to alternate and walk. I shall slowly work up to it though. This was the only thing that helped me get in damn good shape in the past, so, I'm gonna do what works, why bother with anything else?
I accomplished it, and that makes me proud. I shall do the same tomorrow night.
Edit: and this was not on a treadmill. I hate those things.