jogging uphill sucks

I decided that it was time to start jogging again, something that I hadn't done since the weather got nasty in the fall. I figured that I would go out and explore a bit, so I went down some roads that I didn't know, hoping to hook up with some other roads that I do know. Well, one of them put me at the bottom of a rather steep, block-long hill. I was already huffing and puffing, so I am forced to admit that the hill ended my run. I got to the top and started walking home. So, I guess I only jogged for about 10 minutes. On the other hand, I am the heaviest that I have ever been and completely out of shape, so 10 minutes is probably respectable enough. Hopefully, I'll be able to get it up to 20 minutes in the next month or so, though time and inclination to jog may be lacking. Over the summer, there's no reason why I shouldn't be able to do half an hour, hopefully more. We'll see what happens. I'm carrying about 20 or 30 pounds more at the moment than I was last summer when I was going on 30 minute jogs with hour long cool downs. I've been toying with the idea of actually getting running shoes, but I'm feeling decidedly poor, so we'll see what happens there too.