C25K - Week 5, Day 2
"AIN'T NOBODY GONNA STOP ME BUT ME."
That's what I kept repeating to myself when it got tough today. I did some figuring, and I decided that I wasn't actually at risk of injury or collapse by pushing myself to finish the run. So I figured that the only thing that was going to make me fail was if I decided to fail, and the only thing that was going to let me succeed was deciding to succeed.
Writing that down makes it sound easy & inspirational, but at the time, of course, I still had to do the running. Five minutes walking, eight minutes running, five minutes walking, eight minutes running, five minutes walking. Oof.
I got new shoes yesterday. They helped, but not as much as I might have hoped. It was nice, though, to avoid the distraction of getting stones in my shoe, or my socks getting wet, just from jogging around.
Yesterday while shopping I got new sneakers, new underwear, new socks, new pants, and a new belt. This was all in anticipation of my new job-- I'll need to look a little sharper, and I'll have some more money to spend. I was reminded of Ron Howard's line from Arrested Development, episode "Top Banana": "And so, Lindsay and Maeby separately went to the same restaurant to celebrate the jobs they hadn't actually performed, with money they hadn't actually earned."
I ran around Wright's Field again. It was crowded this time, there were two baseball practices going on. (Afterward, I drove by Foley Field [having been rerouted by the street-closing Harvest Fest] and noticed that there's now a paved and demarcated track there that appears to be open to the public, so I might try that spot in the future).
It felt like today was the first real challenge for awhile, where I wasn't sure I'd be able to finish. But have I been saying that like every other run? It's a pretty sweet and confusing feature of the human brain that we don't really remember pain, or struggle itself, although we may remember the other things that go along with them. I can't truly bring myself back to the moment when I was so thirsty I felt like I couldn't go on, but I do remember retching.
Sometimes I think, I should go back and just try W1D1 for fun, because it would be so easy. Why's it always got to be hard? But this is how to achieve progress. I am getting stronger, although I can't always tell. I know this because I know I could not run for 8 minutes at a time a month ago.
What's holding me back, the limiting factor in my runs, is not getting too out of breath. It is the strength in my legs, or the soreness in my knees (really just the right one) and back.
Playlist
NHS Week 5 Day 2. Thank you as always, "Low-ra" for all your encouragement.
That's what I kept repeating to myself when it got tough today. I did some figuring, and I decided that I wasn't actually at risk of injury or collapse by pushing myself to finish the run. So I figured that the only thing that was going to make me fail was if I decided to fail, and the only thing that was going to let me succeed was deciding to succeed.
Writing that down makes it sound easy & inspirational, but at the time, of course, I still had to do the running. Five minutes walking, eight minutes running, five minutes walking, eight minutes running, five minutes walking. Oof.
I got new shoes yesterday. They helped, but not as much as I might have hoped. It was nice, though, to avoid the distraction of getting stones in my shoe, or my socks getting wet, just from jogging around.
Yesterday while shopping I got new sneakers, new underwear, new socks, new pants, and a new belt. This was all in anticipation of my new job-- I'll need to look a little sharper, and I'll have some more money to spend. I was reminded of Ron Howard's line from Arrested Development, episode "Top Banana": "And so, Lindsay and Maeby separately went to the same restaurant to celebrate the jobs they hadn't actually performed, with money they hadn't actually earned."
I ran around Wright's Field again. It was crowded this time, there were two baseball practices going on. (Afterward, I drove by Foley Field [having been rerouted by the street-closing Harvest Fest] and noticed that there's now a paved and demarcated track there that appears to be open to the public, so I might try that spot in the future).
It felt like today was the first real challenge for awhile, where I wasn't sure I'd be able to finish. But have I been saying that like every other run? It's a pretty sweet and confusing feature of the human brain that we don't really remember pain, or struggle itself, although we may remember the other things that go along with them. I can't truly bring myself back to the moment when I was so thirsty I felt like I couldn't go on, but I do remember retching.
Sometimes I think, I should go back and just try W1D1 for fun, because it would be so easy. Why's it always got to be hard? But this is how to achieve progress. I am getting stronger, although I can't always tell. I know this because I know I could not run for 8 minutes at a time a month ago.
What's holding me back, the limiting factor in my runs, is not getting too out of breath. It is the strength in my legs, or the soreness in my knees (really just the right one) and back.
Playlist
NHS Week 5 Day 2. Thank you as always, "Low-ra" for all your encouragement.