Just five more minutes...

Aw man.. it's 11 a.m. already??  I'm not ready to get up, I need to sleep some more..  but today is run day.  Week 4 Day 2 of C25K.  Just five more minutes...

Okay, okay I'm up.  I'm even dressed.  Well, I'm still putting on my socks and shoes while I check my email and my facebook... oh Kate's in a relationship now really?  ... Just five more minutes, then really I'll get out the door.

Alright, I'm at the park.  Not too crowded yet, the only other runner looks to be leaving, let's get this thing started. I'll admit that even though this is day two of week four, I'm still pretty intimidated.  Four weeks ago I couldn't run more than 30 seconds at a time.  Five whole minutes of running?  Really?  More than once?

I keep telling myself, you can do this, you've done it before.  It's only five more minutes.  It's only five more minutes of discomfort, only a total of thirty minutes today that my legs and bum will burn, that my chest will heave, that the heat from my face will fog up my sunglasses.. only five more minutes.

I did it, one more day, five more minutes.

Until next week.  That's when things get really scary.

Time for Laundry... again?? I don't want to clean - I just want to run.

Good grief I despise laundry.  I don't mind the sorting.  I don't mind the washing, or moving them to the dryer.  I mind the folding.  I mind the putting away.  A lot.  I will avoid doing laundry until the last possible minute if I know there are clean dry clothes in the dryer that I'll have to deal with in order to get a wet load in.  I know it's time to do laundry again.. when I go to my closet and can't find a single pair of clean "grannies"

Just a Blah-ish kinda day

Okay well I made it - I actually got out of bed this morning and went for my walk/jog/shuffle and got back, showered and dressed before my dear boyfriend even knew I was gone.  I went another 2 miles this morning so that pushes me just over 1/3 of the way to my first goal, which is great.  The point behind my first goal (30 cumulative miles logged before my birthday) is to get me exercising 3 days a week.  So far so good.

Today was hard - I think it's because I tried to push myself too hard maybe?  There were lots of people my age at the park today and they were all runners.  I think I got a little bit discouraged.  My recovery periods were easier though, I wasn't wheezing and panting quite as much as I have been.  I only have one more day in week 2, and I don't know if I'll be ready to step up to week 3 or not - but I've just got to try it and see.  I've been having some knee pain, mostly when I go up and down the stairs.  At the end of my workout I did a short full out sprint and while it was much shorter in duration than my granny shuffle, it felt better.  I could feel the muscles I was using and not the pain in my knees.  I'm sure it didn't help either that I wasn't hydrated and hadn't eaten, and didn't really have any carbs for dinner the night before.. I don't think...

Blah - super tired today.  I even drank a 5hr energy drink, maximum strength and that didn't help much. 

So otherwise - not much to report for today, headed home, so I can head to bed!

Short and Sweet

Did another 2 miles this morning at the park - took Josh with me this time.  He did good, he walked after one brief jog to get a good head start on me.  It was nice out, it stormed yesterday afternoon so it was much cooler, actually almost a bit chilly.  This was w2d1 in c25k.  I finished out all the intervals, but I wasn't sure I would on some of them.  Others however, didn't seem so bad.  Probably a matter of where my brain was at the moment.

I tried out my new asics, they did well for me.  They have nice air circulation on my toes to help keep my feet cool, and have the support I need around my ankles.  My hips and knees also didn't hurt when I got done, score!  My shins however, are a bit achy.  They were like that yesterday though.. I'm hoping that's not going to be a problem.

Now it's off to work, I actually was able to huff my delivery last night and shave off a good 30 minutes.  It was a light load though.

Wondering what to do, need to take tomorrow off but I won't have time to run on Sunday what with meeting the fams for lunch, then going to work... unless I get up really early.. and I suppose I could do that since I'll have Monday off.. we'll see.

Hooked - I hope...

Okay, so I think I'm hooked now. I hope so at least. Today was only day 3 of my C25K program, but I'm loving it so far. I actually didn't use my podcast today - I met up with two of the other girls that I'm doing the 5K with and we worked out together. We wound up walking/jogging with the jogging intervals being 2 to 3 minutes long. I was stoked that I could actually run 3 minutes without stopping! Okay so maybe I was "running" like a grandma, but I'm totally okay with that.

We worked out for about 45 minutes or so and wound up going just a little over 3 miles. Mary Beth ran an extra mile, to see if she could run one mile straight without stopping.

After we finished up and made a quick stop by work (and Qudoba - SHAME I KNOW!!)

Back in the Saddle

Okay - so the battle continues. I've been losing, but I think the tides are about to turn. (You hear that stomach roll and lumpy butt??)

Thank heavens for friends.

Busted...

Busted my pants that is. How embarrassing. I was at work yesterday and looked in the mirror in the bathroom and noticed low and behold I had busted my pants right at the seam of the back pocket. Just another testament to the fact that I'm way too fat. My fat clothes are even too tight. How depressing. (Well do something about it right?) I'm trying to get back on track. Even from the weight I had lost I gained more - so from my new start as of almost a week ago I've lost 4.2 lbs. Even that doesn't excite me though because I know I've got so much to lose, and that one day of blowing it will put that hard earned 4.2 lbs right back on. If I had the extra money to spend I'd be finding a weight watchers meeting right now to go to.. but right now I can't afford another $12 a week.

One day last week I even called in sick to work because I was so disgusted with myself and how I looked in my clothes. Not to mention how much my knees and back are hurting... I've got all the reasons to do this... so why can't I make myself do it?