Friday, November 02, 2012
I was slogging through W1D2 of C25K yesterday afternoon, and for about 29 minutes of the 30-minute walk-run thing, I was thinking, "Why the hell am I doing this?" At the end of it, I was glad I'd done it, of course. But this is me we're talking about. The person who was perfectly content to spend all her free time sitting in an easy chair, knitting, watching past seasons of The West Wing or Friends or current seasons of whatever (and there could be many, many "whatevers"), sipping on white wine or Jack Daniels, and snacking on just about anything yummy.
Everything changed on August 30, 2012, when I made the decision to put all that aside in favor of living a healthier, more active lifestyle. Mind you, I've never been a particularly active person. I never cared for P.E. in school but was forced to do it. I did enjoy ballet for a while, but then I turned 9. I liked gymnastics in junior high and high school, but I was always too chicken to do more than the simplest balance beam routines, vaulting maneuvers, or uneven parallel bar moves.
I was using the knitting and TV watching as a super convenient excuse to avoid being more active and finally doing something about my weight. After all, I only have so many free hours in my day--I work full time (8½ hours x5 days a week), with a pretty hefty commute (used to be 2 hours each way, but I've pared that down a bit)--and gosh darn it! ::foot stomp::, I wanted to do what I wanted to do during that free time.
While I was on my latest cruise, I saw an awful lot of obese people using canes, walkers, and scooters. People who need assistive devices are limited in where they can go, what they can do, and for how long they can do it. I DON'T WANT TO BE LIMITED BY MYSELF.
I want to be able to ride on the back of Husband's motorcycle for long distances so we can travel around the US and Canada on it. I want to be able to go on moderate-to-strenuous excursions. I want to take the paths I haven't been taking. I WANT TO LIVE.
The running thing? That's just me challenging myself--another thing I need to do more of.
PS: Big mistake not doing my training in the morning. Trying to get to sleep a mere 2 hours after finishing the walk-run was damned near impossible last night. That'll teach me to not set the early alarm. Lesson learned.