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Finally went running again!
I underestimated how good I am at NOT finishing things I start. Gah.
But my first time was Wednesday, and then I felt all weird and sore Thursday, so I was gonna wait till Friday but I stayed up way too late the night before and slept really late Friday and then totally didn't realize how late it was and so I kind of lost that day, then Saturday I went to my boyfriend's to mooch off his food. But today, Sunday, I did it again!
This time I left the house a few hours earlier so I could get to the nearby park before it closed. I did my brisk warmup walk all the way there, and after about one minute I was actually feeling kinda breathless already. EMBARRASSING. But I arrived at the park and obediently broke into a run.
Okay, here's the weird thing. Last time, every time I ran I was convinced I was going to die by the time I got to the thirty-second mark. I did four 60-second bursts of running interspersed with something like three minutes of walking. By my fourth running part, I was so destroyed that I expected to collapse before I got to sixty. Like those last few steps were borderline terrifying. They are quite burned into my memory.
This time, I was only winded between the running bursts (I keep saying running but it was definitely more like jogging) and I was able to eek five of them out! It was getting kinda dicey around the fifty-second mark the fifth time I jogged, but when I slowed to my last walk I even considered going for a sixth one, but I figured I shouldn't push it. I also drastically cut down my walking time between the jogs! The instructions said for them to be 90 seconds each, and I know I was doubling that the first time. This time I think it was closer, though I wasn't counting.
I briskly walked back to the house and FORGOT TO STRETCH WHOOPS I'll do that in a second (even though it's been like an hour... I'm dying my hair this weird shade of purple-red right now) and when I was going up the stairs I was like YIKES at the leg soreness. But in a good way. My whole face was bright red, like country bumpkin in a haystack red, and I was pretty sweaty, but I splashed cold water on me and got out of my sweaty running clothes.
Once I'm comfortable with the 60 seconds of running, 90 seconds of walking for twenty minutes pattern (it was still only about 15 today) I'll up it to "week two" on the plan I copied from google. And once I'm ready to transition from "week two" to "week three" I shall reward myself with legit running clothes for the bottom half of my body. Right now my top half is sporty as hell, but on the bottom half I wear my normal tights and short white pyjama pants. I want to get running person leggings and a cute little skirt like they wear when they play tennis, but I ain't spending any more money on this until I'm sure I'll stick with it.
Anyway, long story short, the second time was dramatically easier than the first (though still pretty exhausting)! Maybe I just knew what to expect or something, or maybe things are actually getting easier? I noticed halfway through my fifth burst of jogging that I felt myself get to a point where it didn't seem so uncomfortable to be moving fast anymore, so I wonder if that's, like, a threshold point that you can pass to actually go long distances the way sporty people do.
I plan to do it again either tomorrow or the next day, no excuses!
I underestimated how good I am at NOT finishing things I start. Gah.
But my first time was Wednesday, and then I felt all weird and sore Thursday, so I was gonna wait till Friday but I stayed up way too late the night before and slept really late Friday and then totally didn't realize how late it was and so I kind of lost that day, then Saturday I went to my boyfriend's to mooch off his food. But today, Sunday, I did it again!
This time I left the house a few hours earlier so I could get to the nearby park before it closed. I did my brisk warmup walk all the way there, and after about one minute I was actually feeling kinda breathless already. EMBARRASSING. But I arrived at the park and obediently broke into a run.
Okay, here's the weird thing. Last time, every time I ran I was convinced I was going to die by the time I got to the thirty-second mark. I did four 60-second bursts of running interspersed with something like three minutes of walking. By my fourth running part, I was so destroyed that I expected to collapse before I got to sixty. Like those last few steps were borderline terrifying. They are quite burned into my memory.
This time, I was only winded between the running bursts (I keep saying running but it was definitely more like jogging) and I was able to eek five of them out! It was getting kinda dicey around the fifty-second mark the fifth time I jogged, but when I slowed to my last walk I even considered going for a sixth one, but I figured I shouldn't push it. I also drastically cut down my walking time between the jogs! The instructions said for them to be 90 seconds each, and I know I was doubling that the first time. This time I think it was closer, though I wasn't counting.
I briskly walked back to the house and FORGOT TO STRETCH WHOOPS I'll do that in a second (even though it's been like an hour... I'm dying my hair this weird shade of purple-red right now) and when I was going up the stairs I was like YIKES at the leg soreness. But in a good way. My whole face was bright red, like country bumpkin in a haystack red, and I was pretty sweaty, but I splashed cold water on me and got out of my sweaty running clothes.
Once I'm comfortable with the 60 seconds of running, 90 seconds of walking for twenty minutes pattern (it was still only about 15 today) I'll up it to "week two" on the plan I copied from google. And once I'm ready to transition from "week two" to "week three" I shall reward myself with legit running clothes for the bottom half of my body. Right now my top half is sporty as hell, but on the bottom half I wear my normal tights and short white pyjama pants. I want to get running person leggings and a cute little skirt like they wear when they play tennis, but I ain't spending any more money on this until I'm sure I'll stick with it.
Anyway, long story short, the second time was dramatically easier than the first (though still pretty exhausting)! Maybe I just knew what to expect or something, or maybe things are actually getting easier? I noticed halfway through my fifth burst of jogging that I felt myself get to a point where it didn't seem so uncomfortable to be moving fast anymore, so I wonder if that's, like, a threshold point that you can pass to actually go long distances the way sporty people do.
I plan to do it again either tomorrow or the next day, no excuses!