Friday, March 25, 2011
I was nervous about today- more so than any of my other run days. Today was the first time I was supposed to run 20 minutes straight. I was feeling better about being able to do it after Monday's and Wednesday's runs, but I still wasn't sure that I could go for the whole 20 minutes.
As I started I made a deal with myself- I would push myself to the 10 minute mark, I've done 8 minutes, so I can do 10, if I couldn't go any more I would walk until the 5 minute mark then finish with another 5 minute run before the cool down. As I was doing the first 10 minutes I was thinking that I may have to walk- the whole first half of my run was INTO the wind, and I was feeling it. When the half-way chime sounded I turned around and decided that I would push just a little farther now that I wasn't running into the wind, and it got easier. I kept running, when the 5 minute chime sounded my brain started partying a bit- I'm 3/4 of the way done! I have run 5 minutes several times over the last couple of weeks and that's all that I have left! I am really going to be able to do this. When the 2 minute chime sounded the smile was back, the one minute chime and I was grinning, and speeding up. Then the cool down chime sounded- and it took me about 5 paces before my brain realized that I could STOP running and walk. The Cheshire cat would have been jealous of the smile on my face as I finished off my cool down walk.
I did not think that I would manage to do this day the first time I tried, but I went out intending to give it my best. I also went out reminding myself that if I had to I could repeat any days or weeks that I needed to as many times as I needed to. For the first time in my life I am not hating running. For the first time in my life I am not HURTING every time I try to run. For the first time in my life I am starting to think of myself as a runner, and liking it.