OK, I'll admit it. I could stand to lose a few pound. And going to the gym is a chore rather than a pleasure for me. I'm always searching for motivation. So I decided to give up on the gym and run across Middle-earth. Well, I'll still be on the treadmill, but I'll be tracking my progress across Middle-earth, starting at Bag End and hopefully one day reaching Mount Doom. I started with three miles yesterday. That puts me over the Hill and across the Water, through Hobbiton and a ways down the Bywater Road. Given that Bilbo ran this stretch as he hurried to catch up with the dwarves..well, all I can say is that Prof. Tolkien must have exaggerated how out-of-shape Bilbo was. Or maybe the Shire is less hot and humid than my gym.
I'll give updates at major landmarks. But right now, Buckland is looking very far away.