I had a post all written about how I barely managed to complete Week One but why it still counted. Then I deleted it by accident and couldn't get it back. Rather than try to recreate it, I just had to step away from the computer. So, the short version is that I got a run in at the fitness center on Sunday, which concludes Week One. My preference would be to start my weeks on Sundays, but with being sick that didn't get off to the best start. Hopefully, that will get straightened out in the next week or so. I should be able to get at least two, if not three, runs in while I'm traveling this week.
I had a sinus infection during Week One and got food poisoning this week. Fingers crossed that Week Three (and beyond) will be healthy!
W1D3: 2.02 miles, 30 minutes (treadmill, includes warm up and cool down)
In 2009, I turned 40 and decided to start running. Not at the same time, but when I decided to start blogging about it, it seemed apropos to talk about my life at midlife since the urge to run is probably my version of a midlife crisis. More importantly, however, I wanted this blog to be about much more than running. So here I am, running, blogging, momming, wife-ing, and living my life. Hope you enjoy following along!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
The Official, Disastrous Start to Couch to 5K
So, this was the big week. Sunday was ten weeks out from my first 5K, and I was planning to start the Couch to 5K plan this week for a couple of reasons. First, I thought it made sense to have a buffer week in the schedule in case things didn't go 100% according to plan (a wise move as it turned out). Second, we were in Florida the first half of the week with Dave's parents, meaning lovely weather and plenty of people to watch Alex while I took some time for myself. A perfect plan, what could go wrong?!
As is often the case (Why? I don't know.), I got sick before we left on our trip. Just a cold, but still annoying. My first run was going to be on Monday, and since all the advice I had read about running when you are sick says to get out there if the problem is above your shoulders, I did. I didn't feel great, but the 60 degree weather and sun was glorious, and it felt good to be outside and moving. I cut the run slightly short because the sidewalk ran out a little shy of where I planned to turn around, but I tacked a little more distance on at the end and stopped around 23 minutes, thinking that wasn't so bad for being out when I didn't feel well. As it turns out, I had a better run than I realized. Now that we are home I mapped the run and did 1.92 miles in 23:11 minutes (which includes the warm up) -- not bad at all! On the day of the run, I felt good about getting out and thought that the run actually helped clear my head literally and was good for the cold. So, I'm feeling pretty good about this start. Then Day 2 arrives...
I feel far worse on Tuesday. Terrible night's sleep, more congested, raspier cough. However, buoyed by my success the day before, I soldier on and plan to go out and run. As I'm getting ready it becomes very clear that this is not going to be such a good idea. I quickly adjust my expectations and decide to take a short walk. I walked for 16 minutes and, after mapping it today, managed 1.03 miles. Not even a normal walking pace for me, but at least I got out and did something.
I am now suffering from a full-blown sinus infection and don't know when my next run is going to happen. I have grand illusions of getting on the bike at some point today, but it's more likely that I will take another nap.
I have more to say about what I've been doing over the past 3+ months and my plans for this blog, but this saga was long enough for now. More later...
W1D1: 1.92 miles, 23:11
W1D2: Aborted
As is often the case (Why? I don't know.), I got sick before we left on our trip. Just a cold, but still annoying. My first run was going to be on Monday, and since all the advice I had read about running when you are sick says to get out there if the problem is above your shoulders, I did. I didn't feel great, but the 60 degree weather and sun was glorious, and it felt good to be outside and moving. I cut the run slightly short because the sidewalk ran out a little shy of where I planned to turn around, but I tacked a little more distance on at the end and stopped around 23 minutes, thinking that wasn't so bad for being out when I didn't feel well. As it turns out, I had a better run than I realized. Now that we are home I mapped the run and did 1.92 miles in 23:11 minutes (which includes the warm up) -- not bad at all! On the day of the run, I felt good about getting out and thought that the run actually helped clear my head literally and was good for the cold. So, I'm feeling pretty good about this start. Then Day 2 arrives...
I feel far worse on Tuesday. Terrible night's sleep, more congested, raspier cough. However, buoyed by my success the day before, I soldier on and plan to go out and run. As I'm getting ready it becomes very clear that this is not going to be such a good idea. I quickly adjust my expectations and decide to take a short walk. I walked for 16 minutes and, after mapping it today, managed 1.03 miles. Not even a normal walking pace for me, but at least I got out and did something.
I am now suffering from a full-blown sinus infection and don't know when my next run is going to happen. I have grand illusions of getting on the bike at some point today, but it's more likely that I will take another nap.
I have more to say about what I've been doing over the past 3+ months and my plans for this blog, but this saga was long enough for now. More later...
W1D1: 1.92 miles, 23:11
W1D2: Aborted
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