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Kent and I are going to start running tonight and I am going out of my mind with excitement.
I used to run track and cross country when I was younger. I was never the fastest or the best, but I liked running. I played at the hurdles, but never competed in that event. I did, however, pay my dues by getting tangled in a hurdle a time or two and landing squarely on my hip. Ouch.
Eventually I quit because my knees were always hurting. Though truth be told, I never really worked as hard as I should have to condition myself and protect my knees. I should have stuck with more resistance training to build up my quadriceps so they could do their job and support my patella.
For years now I've fantasized about getting back into distance running. I've even pondered training for a marathon which is, I admit, pretty damn ambitious. But the thought of logging miles really makes me happy. So now I'm trying to be a little more responsible in my endeavors. I've been doing a bit of research on how to get myself back into running safely and turns out my past approach was pretty dead wrong. Before it was always about being able to run so far without stopping and if there was any walking involved then, well... you sucked. But apparently that's what I should have been doing all along--walking that is. That type of walk/run interval training actually allows for faster recovery and fewer injuries which is just what we need.
I was nervous about getting Kent on board since he can be rather bullheaded when it comes to doing something new. "This is what I did before and I was just fine." But he was in better shape before and, let's face it, we've both been pretty inactive for awhile now. Last night he made the comment about starting out with a brisk walk though so I think he'll be willing to give this a shot.
Kent has decidedly different motives for running. While I'm hoping for speed and distance, he's looking at it for conditioning to get more into Parkour.
Kent introduced me to the concept of Parkour early in our dating relationship. I had never heard of it. We talked about efficiency, conservation of energy, making your momentum work for you. It sounded neat and I was pretty damn impressed the first time I saw a video of a traceur. We talked more about learning to jump, fall, roll, and avoiding injury in general. Then he told me that the single best way to train was just to run. Straight up, plain jane jogging.
He's been getting emails for awhile now from a mailing list that sends workouts for training purposes. A few nights ago, I was standing over his shoulder while he went through emails and he opened another message from the mailing list. So I asked if he wanted to start working on it. His eyes lit up. "Really?!" Yes, really. The disbelief continued for a bit longer until he squeed and hugged me.
So now I've got myself a few sports bras and a fitted tank to help contain the girls. I'm definitely overflowing the bra, but workout clothes aren't for looks--they're for making sure the boobs stay put. I think (and hope!) they will. Maybe this running around will even leave me with slightly less in the chest department.
After running for awhile, the next step will be to find a playground or something that we can go run around at and jump off of. Guess I'll get to relive my gymnastic days and learn how to fall properly.
I used to run track and cross country when I was younger. I was never the fastest or the best, but I liked running. I played at the hurdles, but never competed in that event. I did, however, pay my dues by getting tangled in a hurdle a time or two and landing squarely on my hip. Ouch.
Eventually I quit because my knees were always hurting. Though truth be told, I never really worked as hard as I should have to condition myself and protect my knees. I should have stuck with more resistance training to build up my quadriceps so they could do their job and support my patella.
For years now I've fantasized about getting back into distance running. I've even pondered training for a marathon which is, I admit, pretty damn ambitious. But the thought of logging miles really makes me happy. So now I'm trying to be a little more responsible in my endeavors. I've been doing a bit of research on how to get myself back into running safely and turns out my past approach was pretty dead wrong. Before it was always about being able to run so far without stopping and if there was any walking involved then, well... you sucked. But apparently that's what I should have been doing all along--walking that is. That type of walk/run interval training actually allows for faster recovery and fewer injuries which is just what we need.
I was nervous about getting Kent on board since he can be rather bullheaded when it comes to doing something new. "This is what I did before and I was just fine." But he was in better shape before and, let's face it, we've both been pretty inactive for awhile now. Last night he made the comment about starting out with a brisk walk though so I think he'll be willing to give this a shot.
Kent has decidedly different motives for running. While I'm hoping for speed and distance, he's looking at it for conditioning to get more into Parkour.
Kent introduced me to the concept of Parkour early in our dating relationship. I had never heard of it. We talked about efficiency, conservation of energy, making your momentum work for you. It sounded neat and I was pretty damn impressed the first time I saw a video of a traceur. We talked more about learning to jump, fall, roll, and avoiding injury in general. Then he told me that the single best way to train was just to run. Straight up, plain jane jogging.
He's been getting emails for awhile now from a mailing list that sends workouts for training purposes. A few nights ago, I was standing over his shoulder while he went through emails and he opened another message from the mailing list. So I asked if he wanted to start working on it. His eyes lit up. "Really?!" Yes, really. The disbelief continued for a bit longer until he squeed and hugged me.
So now I've got myself a few sports bras and a fitted tank to help contain the girls. I'm definitely overflowing the bra, but workout clothes aren't for looks--they're for making sure the boobs stay put. I think (and hope!) they will. Maybe this running around will even leave me with slightly less in the chest department.
After running for awhile, the next step will be to find a playground or something that we can go run around at and jump off of. Guess I'll get to relive my gymnastic days and learn how to fall properly.