I didn't think I would finish this week. I tried again yesterday and almost fell over from exhaustion and just not .... getting... it...
I woke up early this morning and told Hannah we are RUNNING!
Ok I lied.
I told her last night and when I got up this morning, I grabbed coffee and computer and began coming up with reasons that I couldn't run... it is hot... muggy... people may be out... Katies birthday... Kiahs graduation... somewhere in Asia a tree fell... yea... excuses.
But Hannah jumped up and said "We are running RIGHT?" (no coffee needed)
So I threw on my awesome new jogging shoes and off we went. Thankfully we were the only ones there. I am using a rap C25k podcast which... I actually don't listen to rap but this works well for me. I don't think I can keep running to George Jones or Willie Nelson... I walked, made the first 90 second and didn't think I could do the first 3 minute run but I DID!
I will admit that I ran the track three times on one half of it because the other half has hills but I DID IT! then I did the second 90 with no problems at all.
The second three minute run was ok for the first half, then I almost gave up. I was hot, sweating, panting, sticky and my legs were on fire... but I kept telling myself I am SO close to that goal and can begin working on week four... I closed my eyes (not a good recommendation) and kept running. When she said my run was up and to cool down
I sobbed.
I admit it. I just cried. I am crying again thinking about it.
I know in the "big" picture this is a small step but its a sign of my body strengthening. My muscles are responding. My body isn't fighting me, in fact it is gracing me with increased stamina and strength.
That is overwhelming and beyond my belief.
When I joined SP (Jan. 3, 2011) I began running everyday - well, I walked fast, and would sprint across the driveways and across the streets. Then everyday I would try to be a little faster than I was the day before, until one day I ran the entire 2 miles without stopping. When I got home I fell in the grass feeling like I was the greatest human being alive. I stopped running when my dad was admitted to the hospital and diagnosed with cancer - he never came home again, and I lost my will to do anything. Now, reading your posts, I feel so motivated and inspired. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteAwww thanks! I am glad that you are inspired to run again! I am having to take a "BRIEF" break but will start again in four weeks!
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