Anyway, I realized that my C25k will not be a good way of charting how I do because I tend to repeat the previous week if I skip a day. I’ve done the first part of week 5 the past three times, just so I don’t overdo it and blow my stride. The best idea? Maybe not, but this is about me building endurance, so I’m okay with this taking longer. I’m so not losing any weight even though I’m trying to eat better (not very hard, but trying!) so this is just about me getting to the point where I can run my ass off and be awesome. Even if I’m super jiggly while I do it.
[Sidenote: I don’t ever think I’ll not be super jiggly. Is anyone NOT jiggly? Who are these not jiggly people? I don’t believe in them, they’re fake, like Chupacabra and polite teenagers.]
Right now I’m running for 5 minutes and walking for 3 minutes three times. It’s been WAY easier than I thought, which makes me insanely happy. I have a set path I like to take: the walking trail and park behind my old apartment complex. When I first started this, I had this fear that I would one day hyperventilating and past out on the track. The couples and moms with strollers would just pass by me, irritated that I’m taking up space, until some drunk college kid comes out of his apartment and finally calls the ambulance after throwing beer cans at my head didn’t wake me up…
However, though I don’t look pretty, I feel awesome and that’s the best part. Well, I feel awesome afterwards. While I’m running I feel pretty good, but only when I focus on other things. If breathing gets hard, I think about how my legs feel and how they’re totally not even sore and isn’t that cool?!? If my legs ARE sore, I think about how great I’m breathing and how totally amazing I am. All about the deflection, I gotta trick myself into ignoring things that might make me stop.
On Wednesday when I was running, I passed a guy with braces on his legs and forearm crutches. He was walking slowly and with difficulty, so I tried to give him a wide-berth as I jogged and jiggled past. When I breathlessly said, “Excuse me,” and passed him, I noticed that he has the tell-tale droop of a stroke. Also, he looked to be about my age.
I kept thinking about him as I was going and a few minutes later I hit a rough spot – a fairly steep hill in the last three minutes of my third 5 minute run. I really wanted to stop and slow down and walk up the hill, but I didn’t. because I kept thinking about that guy and dammit if he was going to be out there on his own,walking a asphalt track when he had trouble even walking at all, my fat ass could damn well jog up that hill. It hurt, it burned and I was SO grateful to be able to stop and walk my cool-down, but at least I was able to do it.
So how are y’all doing with your C25k (or other exercise)? What keeps you going when you hit that “Oh, for f*ck’s sake, I just wanna STOP….”