So I only joined this site a couple of days ago, but this isn't the beginning of my journey to better health. I have been trying to pick healthier foods and limit portion sizes since January. I've been fairly successful in this, though McDonald's fries still tempt me on occasion.
What gives me the most pride, however, is what I've managed to accomplish in the past six weeks.
You see, no one in my family was particularly active. If anything, sports involvement was discouraged because it required time and expensive equipment. Since no one in the family had an obvious weight problem, we didn't really feel the need for exercise. Quite honestly, I grew up thinking it was an uncomfortable, sweaty waste of time. Even after I gained weight, I thought it was more of a food problem and completely avoided the "working out" stuff.
Two months ago I was gasping for air after climbing two flights of stairs to go to class. No one else was having this problem, and it was a bit embarrassing.
I started to think about how, although I was eating better and even losing weight, doing the simplest things still completely sapped my energy. I was tired and hurting all the time, popping several caffeine pills daily, falling asleep quickly, and needing to sleep forever to feel even a bit rested.
Around this time, I'd discovered Pinterest. I noticed this random jogging plan one of my friends had posted and decided it looked easy enough to tackle on summer break. I have no idea who created it, if the source was credible or anything like that. Quite literally, it was the first thing I saw, and I said to myself, "Okay, I'll do that."
The first day I was supposed to jog for two minutes. I started to black out within the first 30 seconds. I was in terrible shape and was tempted to scrap this plan. But I'm pretty lazy, too lazy to look up an easier running schedule, and I wasn't ready to give up completely on exercise. Showing up for class out of breath and sweating from climbing a few stairs wasn't something I wanted to do anymore.
It took me two weeks to finish week one, but I managed and felt like a bad ass afterward. I was running for three minutes straight, but I may as well have conquered the world. And now, six weeks later, I'm still at it. Just yesterday, I ran 13 minutes with energy to spare, and tomorrow I'm going for 15. I've also started incorporating other things into my workouts like jump roping, calisthenics, stretching, and dancing like a fool (hey, it gets my heart pumping, so who cares how silly I look?)
I think the best part is how much I actually enjoy it now. During those early weeks, getting up and going was a real chore, but now I look forward to each workout and miss running on my rest days. The plan is called Couch to 5K, but pretty much ignored the 5K part of it before. Now I feel like I should look into one, although I'm still pretty clueless.
But if I've learned anything from my experience, it would have to be finally accepting the fact that there really is a first time for everything. I may run a 5K yet!
Here's that plan, if anyone is curious: media-cache-ec5.pinteres