I have a goal. I want to become a runner. I’ve always had this dream. I am listening to music running through the beautiful country side, weightless, effortless and enjoying the breeze. Week one was far from said dream but I got a little bit closer. Why? Because I am now doing something about accomplishing this dream. I always dreamed but never acted. I wanted something so bad but never dared to challenge myself to accomplish it. That was the old me. The new me goes after what she wants. What makes me happy. Becoming a runner is making me happy.
Week one was not a walk in the park. Literally. I had been reading stories of people who felt like they were dying the first week. Literally off the couch perhaps. I was confident that because I was already working out almost daily I wouldn’t find it so difficult to do. First day proved to be extremely easy. I don’t know why it was easy but it was so. Second day, not so easy. I was sore and had not been giving my body proper time to rest. I had gone on a hike the day prior and my body was not having it. I persevered and finished day two with an improved time. Of course, once I have improved my time I have to always make sure I do more the next time. I knew I had to push myself on the third day.
So I did. I pushed myself. I ended up sprinting at the beginning which was not a good idea. I knew I had to pace myself because I still had another 20 minutes to go but the initial burst of energy wanted me to push it. Plus my head was saying, you need to improve your time from last time! Get cracking! Long story short, I pushed myself hard and did improve my time. I actually did 6 kilometers in under an hour. I didn’t stop the jog-brisk walk alternation when the program said stop. I felt like I could still give more even though my feet were screaming bloody murder at me. When I looked down at my phone and realized I had actually added a whole new kilometer to my time I was ecstatic! I almost stepped on dog shit I wasn’t looking where I was going. I was focused on the phone screen on my hand..lol
It was brilliant! Until the realization hit me. Shit. I have to improve this time next week! I had the weekend ‘off’ by the program standards and I was so sore from that work out that I really couldn’t do much the next day. I gave my body a break and didn’t even take a walk. My body ached and I realized I was sore in places I didn’t know one could be sore! It was good in a way. I am making these changes and my body will change -for the better. It will be sore for a while but in the end I know I will be pleased. I did go for a walk yesterday. In the rain no less. Got soaked but I still tried to jog for a little bit.
So week two begins today. I have to put on my trainers and a rain jacket because as usual the weather has turned sour and I foresee another rainy afternoon. Oh did I mention I can fit into my rain jacket now? well..I can! another small victory..check!
Have a lovely week everyone..see you outside!