Day One of the Couch to 5K running program, and I am off to a good start. It's three days a week, so you wouldn't HAVE to start this very day, but I did and I'm glad because it's nicer to have six days to do two more days of exercise than having six days to do three more. Um, duh.
So, here is my report:
Good: I did it, rather than finking out before even doing it one single time, which is what I'd feared might happen.
Bad: The whole "doing it" part.
Good: It was a good idea to bring Rob and William, because it was more like doing a difficult game: "Okay, now we run for 60 seconds! Okay, now walk for 90!" I think if I'd gone out by myself, I would have turned around after a few minutes and said forget this shit.
Bad: Not only did I have to keep my own motivation up, I had to keep THEIRS up. "Come on, you can do it! Come on, keep running!"
Bad: Also, they kept wanting to TALK when I was working on DYING. "How many more seconds?" they'd ask again and again during the minute-long runnings, while I was wondering if I should be trying to draw another breath or just lying down and skipping the whole breathing thing entirely. And then Rob would want to start complicated conversations: "How many calories do we eat in a day? And how many calories does this burn? So how many more do I have to eat when I run like this? And what percentage of..." Me: "Let's ... *gasp* ... talk ... *gag* ... later ... *pant pant*"
Good: The way Rob and William struggled and complained tells me they could really use the exercise too.
Bad: Aesthetic considerations aside, can it really be good for me to JIGGLE that much?
Bad: I mean seriously, my FAT hurts more than my muscles do.
Good: Doing it even ONE TIME makes me feel like I'm starting on the road to better health.
Bad: That road sucks, and is full of alligators and mud and burrs and taxes and dog poop.
Good: After running, I no longer felt like eating the Hershey bar that was waiting for me.
Bad: Nor did I feel like continuing to live. And when the will to live returned, so did the will to eat the Hershey bar.
Good: I shower in the evenings usually anyway, so I showered early (while Paul had to take care of the kids) instead of at my usual time (when it cuts into my kid-free evening).
Bad: Even after the cool refreshing shower, I still felt--and looked--as if something had stepped on me.
Good: With just one session of running, I have learned things about myself and about my body.
Bad: Those things are that I hate exercise, that I hate the WHOLE EXERCISE THING--the changing in and out of clothes, the sweating, the need to shower afterward, the stretching, the warming up and cooling down, ALL of it. Hate! it!
So, how about you? Did anyone do it today? It seems as if we ought to keep a tally or something: people who have done one session, people who have done two sessions--I won't bother to continue that sentence until we know if we even need to go on.
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