What just happened??
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
So I've started jogging. I am using the C25K program to ease into it to minimize injury risk as well as so I don't burn myself out on it. There are days I have to fight myself to get out of bed to do it. Today was such a day. I kept telling myself I would feel better if I just got up and did it. I finally had to remind myself that I would only be gone a little while, then I could take a shower and be back in bed in less than an hour. So I got up. Got dressed. Left the house.
When I got to where I do my running, I realized that I had left my phone (which has the C25K app on it) at the house.
"That's okay," I tell myself. "I'm in week 7. No more intervals. I already know where the 5 minute warm up takes me to, then I will just run until I reach where I did last time and begin my cool down." So I get out of the car, do my stretching, and begin my warm up. I started running and it didn't take long before I started walking. WALKING. When I was supposed to be running. I was devastated. I have finished every day of the program so far. Never walking a step when I was supposed to be running. Not that I didn't want to walk, mind you. But I was always able to talk myself out of it. "My feet hurt!" "They do not, stop whining and just keep going." "But my legs are so tired. I can't run any more!" "Yes you can, just don't think about how far we have left. Go to the stop sign. Then if you still want to stop, we will walk for a minute/" Then by the time I get to the stop sign, I convince myself I can make it at least to the post office. Then it is almost time for the downhill part. Can't quit before we get to the downhill. Then if we can just make it past the school. I keep pushing the goal back and I have been able to get through. Not so today. I didn't even give myself a chance to talk me into keeping on. I just quit. Next thing I knew, I was heading back for the car.
When I got home (early and looking like a long-faced cow) My husband asked what was the matter? I broke down and cried and told him that I just quit. I didn't decide it was too hard today, didn't think about it and decide to take the day off, I just started walking.
After talking to him and realizing that it upset me so bad, I decided to try again. So I grabbed my phone, and ran on my street. And I did it. I finished week 7 day 2. So, body-o-mine. Notice has been served. If you don't do it the first time, I will go again. I will win. The food hasn't beaten me, and the running won't beat me either.