Today I did something I have NEVER done before: I ran 2 miles WITHOUT STOPPING. No walking, no stopping, and didn't really feel like it was getting hard until the end, when my breath was a bit more ragged and I had a little cramp in my side. My legs had been tired of doing the same thing over and over since about 1/2 mile into the run, but I pushed past the mental block and told my legs that was just how it was going to be. They may be bored, but they weren't incapable. Let's keep going.
TWO MILES. NO STOPPING.
I am SO proud of myself. This is a huge accomplishment for me.
I used to dread The Mile Run.... it was the bane of my existence in P.E. classes throughout school. I was ecstatic (though thoroughly exhausted) when I ran/walked a mile at the end of Boot Camp in about 11 minutes. But I didn't feel nearly as good after that one mile as I did today, after two miles. I feel like I've come so far.
I kept a positive attitude most of the way. Kept reminding myself that this was so much easier than it used to be, that I have grown stronger, leaner, fitter. After the first mile I really found I had to keep urging myself on -- "c'mon, just gotta keep running till the soccer field... c'mon, just a little more till the bridge.. keep going till the corner.. a little further till the animal hospital.. c'mon, only three short blocks left, can't quit now.. so close, you can do this! Don't quit now!!" And I didn't quit.
GOD IT FELT GOOD.
I got back home and wrote down the length of the songs I'd listened to on my run, so that I could figure out my times for each mile. As it turns out, without realizing it, I ran each of the two miles in EXACTLY 11 minutes, 30 seconds. How's THAT for a consistent pace!?!?!?
I keep waiting to feel the "Runner's High"... and sometimes I feel a high after I do a run, but I'm not sure if it's really the runner's high, or if it's just my own personal high from knowing that I am really accomplishing something. Either way, I like it.