Today was w1d1 of c25k (take 2). I've done the program all the way through before, even ran a 5k, but it's been years so I was expecting it to be basically starting from scratch. And it pretty much was but I don't think I'm in as bad of shape as I thought. I was able to make it all the way through without having to stop anyway, although it is still very hard to envision week 9!
It was a windy day, not too hot, altogether perfect for exercising outside. The boys played at the playground with Yaya nearby and I circled round and round. I waited to feel silly but never did and that's a change. I used to be more self-conscious about people seeing me exercise. My feeling now is more "I need and want to be running" not "what do people think about me running". Maybe that's just being grownup? happy? secure? I don't know or care really, just glad there's one less thing holding me back.
There is a version of myself in my mind who runs without getting winded, who runs with grace, who runs like she's having fun-who IS having fun. I'd love to morph into that runner. Til I do, I'll keep reminding myself to take it one workout at a time. Maybe one day I'll be running and realize that I've become that runner without even realizing it.