Tuesday, April 30, 2013
I never would have thought I would love running. I was always telling people "I ain't running unless somebody is chasing me" and "If you see me running you better start running too, cause something BAD is coming!"
But here I am, working through week 6 of C25K, and loving it! I went from not being able to run more than 30 seconds at a time, having to repeat week 1 THREE TIMES, to being able to run for 20 minutes non-stop and actually looking forward to my run days. Whoda thunk it???
In February, my daughter brings home this sign-up form for a Girls on the Run 5K program at her school. She begged and begged to join, and I finally shelled out the $100 fee so she could do it. She then asked me the dreaded question: "Mommy, will you run the race with me? Pleeeeeeeease???" What am I gonna say? "No honey, I won't exercise with you and get into shape and eat right and run this race with you cause I'd rather stay on the couch and watch TV while you go out an run". Uh...no. Although it was tempting.
I just figured I would run some of that 5K, walk most of it, get a pic made with her at the finish line and then go on with my lazy life. But then I got this nifty new iPhone and I was searching the apps and found this C25K one, so I decided to try it. And I promptly HATED it. And I hated myself, cause I could barely "run" for 30 seconds without wanting to die. Then something inside me shifted, and I thought to myself "I will NOT let this stupid program beat me!" So I kept repeating week 1, over and over, until I got through it. And funny thing was, I started finding myself flipping through running magazines at the store. And searching running message boards and websites. And researching running shoes. And I read the book "Born to Run" by Christopher McDougall.
This ain't my first rodeo with the C2K either. I tried the program on coolrunning.com and was going to run a 5K on my birthday in 2011, but got HORRIBLE shin splints and gave up.
So here I go again, but this time I rest like I should, I use ice if something hurts, I stretch like I should, and I have managed to avoid the shin splints.
Now I am actually enjoying my runs. I am sore, I am tired, I dread the burning of my legs on the hills (really really low hills, don't let me fool you here, low but hard just the same). And I am probably the slowest runner ever, I see my reflection in the car windows I pass on my street sometimes, and I think "Good Lord! Is that really what I look like out here? PITIFUL!" But I keep on doing it.
I actually think I can run the entire 5K, although at my snail's pace it will probably take me darn near an hour, but I am going to do it. And I have already looked into other 5k races coming up in my area. I hope to get my speed up after I get my endurance up. I will work on it. And I will keep on running. Because, yes, I am a runner!