C25K - Week 5, Day 3
Did you know I'm now over halfway through the nine week plan?
I ran for twenty minutes straight! I'm pretty sure it's been literally ten years since I've done that.
I ran at a pretty slow pace. I did not get any farther today, running 20 minutes and walking 10 minutes, than I did yesterday, running 16 minutes and walking 15 minutes. (Even taking into account the 1-minute-shorter exercise). That's a bit frustrating, but I'm not going for speed. I'm just out there trying to get fit, all alone (all alone) with an aching knee.
My legs started hurting after like two minutes. After about 10 minutes I started getting a bit short of breath, and I was sweating a lot. But that's also about the time that I realized I was going to be able to make it through. I was not going to die.
In the last five minutes, my legs stopped hurting! That was a consolation, as my back started aching around that time too. I've got a lot of excess weight up in my belly, putting unnecessary pressure on my spine.
Ugh, and I ate too much last night, too. I was playing the Star Wars RPG with Kevin, Nick, Kim and Alex. I brought my own food, but then Kevin ordered a pizza, and I ate some of that too. It was dumb, and I didn't feel good even as I was doing it. I'm starting to seriously consider the possibility of actually changing my diet (in general, I mean-- I already knew that that kind of binge was no good).
Um, what else? They filled in the parts of the track that were deteriorating-- with sand. Way too soft, at least until it rains and packs it down. I had to run around those sections. Not fun.
It really does feel like I'm more than half way through. Twenty minutes of non-stop running is the biggest sudden leap in the program, and I had been scared I wouldn't be able to finish it. But now I see that if I can run twenty minutes now, surely I can run thirty minutes four weeks from now. I probably can't run five kilometers in those thirty minutes, but I'll get to that eventually. I also believe that I'll be able to run 5k no matter how long it takes, four weeks from now. My guess is it'll take 35 minutes. My goal, I think, is 32 minutes. But it's hard to judge. I really need an accurate pedometer.
Playlist
NHS podcast again.
By the time of my next entry, it will be my first day of training at Rosco! I'm not sure yet if I will try to run in the morning. I bet not.
I am nervous, yes. But things are looking good, and I believe that I have the ability to perform this job. And it seems like such a positive environment. A real turnaround from life at GVC. Lauren says they're going to have a party for me. And there's going to be barbeque (for everyone, not specifically because I'm coming). I know, I know, I will try not to overindulge.
Oh, one thing I want to touch on briefly. A guy from the fire department came by the house today. It was right after I got back from my run. I was sitting at the dining room table, trying to cool down before taking my shower (if I don't wait a few minutes in between, I end up sweating through the shower, which defeats the purpose). Anyway, he had some comments about smoke detectors, and he said my sister can't sleep in the basement in summer anymore. But overall, it just felt like a huge intrusion. I hadn't realized, or thought about in such a clear way, how ill-suited my family is to having visitors. We don't want prying eyes. We are too messy, the house is in too poor shape. It was really embarrassing. I'm not going to talk about it any more, or in any more detail.
I ran for twenty minutes straight! I'm pretty sure it's been literally ten years since I've done that.
I ran at a pretty slow pace. I did not get any farther today, running 20 minutes and walking 10 minutes, than I did yesterday, running 16 minutes and walking 15 minutes. (Even taking into account the 1-minute-shorter exercise). That's a bit frustrating, but I'm not going for speed. I'm just out there trying to get fit, all alone (all alone) with an aching knee.
My legs started hurting after like two minutes. After about 10 minutes I started getting a bit short of breath, and I was sweating a lot. But that's also about the time that I realized I was going to be able to make it through. I was not going to die.
In the last five minutes, my legs stopped hurting! That was a consolation, as my back started aching around that time too. I've got a lot of excess weight up in my belly, putting unnecessary pressure on my spine.
Ugh, and I ate too much last night, too. I was playing the Star Wars RPG with Kevin, Nick, Kim and Alex. I brought my own food, but then Kevin ordered a pizza, and I ate some of that too. It was dumb, and I didn't feel good even as I was doing it. I'm starting to seriously consider the possibility of actually changing my diet (in general, I mean-- I already knew that that kind of binge was no good).
Um, what else? They filled in the parts of the track that were deteriorating-- with sand. Way too soft, at least until it rains and packs it down. I had to run around those sections. Not fun.
It really does feel like I'm more than half way through. Twenty minutes of non-stop running is the biggest sudden leap in the program, and I had been scared I wouldn't be able to finish it. But now I see that if I can run twenty minutes now, surely I can run thirty minutes four weeks from now. I probably can't run five kilometers in those thirty minutes, but I'll get to that eventually. I also believe that I'll be able to run 5k no matter how long it takes, four weeks from now. My guess is it'll take 35 minutes. My goal, I think, is 32 minutes. But it's hard to judge. I really need an accurate pedometer.
Playlist
NHS podcast again.
By the time of my next entry, it will be my first day of training at Rosco! I'm not sure yet if I will try to run in the morning. I bet not.
I am nervous, yes. But things are looking good, and I believe that I have the ability to perform this job. And it seems like such a positive environment. A real turnaround from life at GVC. Lauren says they're going to have a party for me. And there's going to be barbeque (for everyone, not specifically because I'm coming). I know, I know, I will try not to overindulge.
Oh, one thing I want to touch on briefly. A guy from the fire department came by the house today. It was right after I got back from my run. I was sitting at the dining room table, trying to cool down before taking my shower (if I don't wait a few minutes in between, I end up sweating through the shower, which defeats the purpose). Anyway, he had some comments about smoke detectors, and he said my sister can't sleep in the basement in summer anymore. But overall, it just felt like a huge intrusion. I hadn't realized, or thought about in such a clear way, how ill-suited my family is to having visitors. We don't want prying eyes. We are too messy, the house is in too poor shape. It was really embarrassing. I'm not going to talk about it any more, or in any more detail.