Couch to 5K: Week 2
Thursday, February 10, 2011
So tonight I ended up starting my second week of the Couch to 5K training program. I didn't manage to get up early enough this morning to do it. There's just no motivation for me to be out of bed that early when the sun doesn't even want to make an appearance for two more hours.
At any rate, I gathered up my gear and silently prayed that it would be warm enough and light enough outside that I could do the session after I got off work. And yes, it was warm enough (although not initially) and yes, it was light enough (although not by the end of the workout). Truth be told, I was glad to have it over and done with because it was getting to be so stinking cold once the sun went down and there wasn't adequate lighting along the path. Although, I did go along the more populated side of the route than normal. This was primarily for safety reasons.
For the most part, I had the path to myself. Which was kind of nice, I will admit. No cyclists frightening me to death by zooming up on me from behind and passing me, shouting "On your left!" nanoseconds before they pass. And something I loved about this time out was that I totally felt my head start to clear from all of these worries, frustrations, and overall stresses that I have been dealing with the last couple of days.
Now, I was feeling pretty proud of myself. I thought this training week was supposed to continue with 4 minutes walking, 1 minute jogging, doing this 5 times instead of 4 times. When I did the final day for week 1 last Saturday, I remembered thinking that it wasn't as challenging as I thought it would be--it felt like it was just a little too easy. The whole drive over to the park tonight, I was debating about whether or not to continue with what I thought was supposed to happen (4min walk, 1 min jog, 5 times). I decided that a longer interval of jogging and a shorter interval of walking was something that I could do that would be more challenging. So I went ahead and changed what I was going to do (thinking I'd be skipping a week ahead in the program).
I decided to walk three minutes and jog two minutes, doing this 5 times. I figured that would be a challenge--but in the back of mind I started worrying about whether or not I was going to be over doing it by tacking on the extra minute and interval so soon. But then, I stopped myself and thought "What's the worst that could happen? So I end up walking a little bit or slow my pace down...at least I will have tried."
With that thought in mind, I went out and I tackled what I thought was week 3 of the couch to 5K program that I'm following.
And I was so pleased to realize that I not only made it, I did so with flying colors. It was wonderful.
But, here's the deal: I came home and checked to see what the training for week two was supposed to look like. Turns out, I'm doing exactly what they asked for of week two.
I guess before when I had done this program, I always started out repeating week one, but adding on an interval session, so I thought that was what I was supposed to do.
Turns out that tonight I did exactly what the program called for. And I will admit, a bit of me is disappointed that I didn't leap a week ahead like I thought I had. But, another part of me is still stinking proud of the fact that I chose to move forward and challenge myself, rather than settling for something that would have been easier.
I've spent too long settling for the easier route. As I was driving home, I got to wondering about just what all could/would happen if I were to truly push myself and challenge myself. Would I be surprised with all of the things that I really could do that a part of me would always say "It'll never work!"? Or would I be drowning in failure?
And that's just it, the reason I don't really push myself is the fear of failure. But tonight, I faced that fear and I smashed it into the ground.
So here's to more bold times like this. Failure: you're going down!