Monday, October 15, 2007

Week one of my Couch-to-5K is done. It ended really well - by the third day of jogging I was feeling like I could actually do a 5K.

But then something happened. I started week 2.

This week the challenge is to warm up for five minutes, then alternate 90 seconds of jogging with 2 minutes of walking for the next 20 minutes.

My naive little mind was completely tricked. I mean who wouldn't look at that challenge and say "That's not too bad. 2 minutes of walking is easy."

I hadn't really taken into consideration that I would be jogging for 30 seconds longer than last week, and that it would be after my body has rested an additional 30 seconds. I hadn't factored in the early morning (5:30 am if you were wondering). And because I was so fooled by the buoyancy of last week, I thought I was now a runner.

No.....I'm not.

I'm a 200+ lb woman who has decided to get into shape. I'm not already fit, I can't wear a jogging bra without it creating another set of boobs on my back, I can't run for 90 seconds without thinking "OMG I have another 30 seconds to go???? I'm gonna die..."

But I made it to the end. I'm not gonna lie and say I feel great. I am tired, my legs hurt and I've got a headache. My jogging bra is digging into me and I'm pretty sure my socks are cutting off the circulation to my toes.

Still, I'm going to do it again on Wednesday. I am not going to get on the scale, because I know that if I show no weight loss, I'll just quit. I'm just going to take comfort in the fact that I will - at some point in my life - feel less tired and heavy. And maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to get myself some lululemon pants and a sport bra that fits.

Sunday, October 7, 2007

Yoga has been soooo good for me. It has inspired me to take a deep breath every now and then and just focus on the breathing and not what's making me tense. It has also moved me in a positive direction - my muscles are starting to come to life again and I actually got on the treadmill for the first time in months.

Last week, I took it easy on the machine. Like an old friend (who I only like sometimes) I had to get reacquainted with how it works. I put the little magnet key on and nothing - no power, no beeps, no lights. The little power button on the front wasn't lighting up either. I felt light a right idiot when I realized the darn thing wasn't even plugged in.

I really realized how long it's been when I went to put on my running shoes and thought I should shake them out first, just in case some spiders had taken residence. They were clear.

Now let me cut to the chase. I went for leisurely walks on the treadmill last week. In fact, I could have had a coffee in my hand and not spilled a drop but in my defense, the fitness experts tell you to take it easy when you first start an exercise regime. So .

This week I decided I was going to start jogging. I heard about a great website that trains you to be a jogger in 9 weeks. Now to me, that sounds way too ambitious. Most caterpillars take longer than that to grow into a butterfly. And I mean no disrespect to the larvae or the pupae, but it really doesn't appear to be strenuous exercise, KWIM.

I don't think I'm being unreasonable when I say I will learn to jog at my own pace, thank you very much.

I am starting a metamorphosis of my own. It is time.
For now, my chrysalis is in the basement. It's a little dusty from neglect, but that is only temporary. When spring comes, I would like to emerge....OK - enough of the metaphors. You all get it.

So tonight I started to jog. 5 minute warm-up, then 60 seconds of jogging, then 90 seconds of walking for a total of 25 minutes. Not too bad right?

Well, I did it. And I can't lie - it was friggin hard. After 10 minutes, I wanted to quit. After 15, I thought I was going to vomit. I didn't think I could make it to 25, but I have lived to tell the tale.

Ummm...can someone please call me in the morning to make sure I can move?