There is always lots of walking in San Antonio.  But there is always lots of eating also. Due to my stomach issues of the past few days, I was behind on my long run still today. I was nervous about running in the city by myself. I completely decided against it when my phone was dead. Instead I headed to the fitness center. I was not looking forward to 7 miles on the treadmill but I was willing to do it. Wrong, treadmill was broken. I got on the ellipitical and was about ten minutes into my workout, trying to figure out how to convert the mileage into running when the hotel came to close up the fitness center. What? It was only 9:00. I headed back to my floor and looked for the stairs.  They weren't in a stairwell like most hotels but out in the lobby or foyer of each floor. Not doing that either. I went up and down 5 flights once. So I finally came back to my room and started running in place. I did that for 35 minutes. I started having pains in different places so I decided that was enough. So instead of 7 miles I did 10 minutes on ellipitical, 5 flights of stairs up and down, and 35 minutes jogging in place. How many miles is that?

Going to try outside tomorrow before my workshop. Maybe.