Monday, June 04, 2012
NSV stands for Non Scale Victory, for those of you who aren't hip to the acronyms of this site. (Don't feel bad if you didn't know - I had to google it about 4 times before I finally had it ingrained into my mind.)
I always thought the difference between jogging and running was speed. When I think of joggers, I picture a pace slightly faster than a walk, only one foot on the ground at a time. When I think of runners, I picture Speedy Gonzales. Moving fast, where at points you're not even touching the ground below you.
Background: I'm 5'10" with long legs and a big stride. When I try to jog, it seems so slow and I end up with a quicker pace after a few yards. That's why my 'jogs' end up being runs with about 7 breath-catching/water-chugging walks scattered throughout.
My girl, Leah (aka LDRICHEL), posted a blog the other day titled, "How I Ran 3 Miles Without Stopping". From reading the title alone, I was envious AND exhausted. How on earth people can run for distance is mind boggling to me! I walk. I jog. I run. But I ALWAYS get winded quickly! Always. Without fail.
I read her blog about her Long Slow Run and was so proud of her and her accomplishment. But I sort of just thought to myself, 'I know that won't work for me,' and continued on my day...
Picture it: This morning. 5:30am. Alarm going off. Me groaning and stretching in my comfy queen-sized bed. Rising with the sun and pulling my workout gear on.
As I put my shoes on, Leah's blog pops into my mind. 'I'm going to try it,' I decide. I walk to the front of my complex. I start with a jog. 'Slow it down, girl. Slow it down,' I keep reminding myself. I reach the point where I normally slow to a walk for a drink of water. I wasn't ready to slow yet.
My 'Inner Shelby':
Maybe I can make it to my next landmark, the bus stop. Hmmm, that's weird. I'm not winded. I feel like I can keep going. I need some water. Shelby, you know you're gonna spill this all over your chin and down your tank top. You should walk for a sec to get your drink on. Eh, what's the worst that could happen - you give some commuters a chuckle to start their workweek? *gulp gulp* Huh? I didn't spill. Score! Cross the intersection, onto the gravel. Still good. Breathing slightly heavier than when I walk. Very tolerable. Legs not sore yet. Knees feeling alright. Keep going, Shelby. Can you keep this going until the mid-way point? That would be one mile. But there's an incline that always kills me to get to the spot *gulp* Just try it.
Bizarre. I reached the mid-way point where I'm supposed to turn and go back, and I'm still doing this running thing. And it feels good *gulp* Keep on keeping on. Haha, Teddy Geiger is singing ♫ Slow down and pace yourself ♫ to me. Even my iPod is rooting for me. Oop, another incline. Good, good *gulp gulp* Stoplight, turn please green for me so I don't have to stop. Sweet! Mostly downhill from here...
Interesting, I may make it all the way to my front door. Now, don't go getting ahead of yourself, girl. You've still got half a mile. Arg, I'm gonna have to stop to open the gate. Wait, what? Thank you exiting car, for opening the gate for me. Keep running. *gulp gulp* Wow front door, you got here sooner than expected. *gulp* Strehhhhtch.
Holy crap, I just jogged two miles. Or did I run? Why do I feel like I can turn around and do this entire thing again??
GOOGLE TIME! "What is the difference between jogging and running?"
That settles it. I am officially convinced. I ran. Ya hear that? I just ran two miles. RAN! And I didn't trip over my feet or get doused by my water bottle.
Yep, I'm a runner. This girl's a runner. If I was wearing a collar right now, I'd pop it.
Can't wait to get to my parents' home and run my old neighborhood route. It's just over 3 miles. Which is...yep...a 5k! And I think I can run the whole thing. Actually, I'm positive I can. And that thrills me to the core!!
I hope you enjoyed my story of the girl who learned to run :)