Re-starting it for the 5Kth time!
For those who don’t know, the program consists of interval walking/running routines over the course of 9 weeks, 3 runs per week. It gradually adds longer running periods until you’re running the full 5K distance by the end.
For those who don’t speak Metric, allow me to enlighten you:
(just one sec, I gotta Google… okay, here we go)
5K = 5 Kilometers = 5,000 Meters = 3.1 Miles
Now you know, and knowing is half the battle.
(Please tell me you get that reference? A real American hero? Anyone? I feel old.)
You’re supposed to rest a day between runs but I went ahead and did Week 1 / Run 2 tonight. I hadn’t planned on doing it until tomorrow, but after taking Koko for a walk my body just wanted to run. Does that happen to anyone else? I love that feeling.
I’ve been doing running/walking intervals for the past month or so and really enjoy them. I have found it to be a good way to ease into running and I think it has helped build my lung capacity as well, I’m not having to stop just because I can’t breathe.
I will admit, I was feeling a little cocky about my running abilities. I thought about skipping Week 1 of C25K and jumping ahead to Week 2 or 3. Week 1 is intervals of 60 second runs and I’ve been doing 90 second runs so I worried that cutting back to 60 seconds would be too easy.
How wrong I was!
Week 1 is definitely still a workout and I was dripping sweat tonight!
I also started to feel like I was dripping in doubt. I was a little stiff on tonight’s run and my mind started questioning. What the heck am I doing? Who did I think I am? Run a 5K in September? This September! There’s no way. I’m not a runner. Why did I commit to this? I hate committing to things. What if I fail? What if I succeed?
Then I remembered Cindy’s post on training and gave myself a mental slap.
This is exactly what she said would happen:
“You will have doubts and you may want to quit. Often.”
Yep, that’s me and it’s only day 2! And then I remembered this little Gem:
“If you run, you are a runner. Period.”
Yeah, you know what? I am a runner. I just ran for a minute.
And then did it seven more times!
Right then and there, on that apartment gym treadmill, I decided that those doubts could hitch a ride on the beads of sweat running down my forehead. How dare they tell me I can’t do the very thing I am in the process of doing! What the heck do they know? If they’re not going to say anything nice, then I’m kicking them out!
I’m expelling them from my body and not looking back.
Getting my sweat on at the gym now includes getting my doubt off.
Sweating it out on the treadmill now includes doubting it out.
Sweating out the doubt.
I like that.
Sing it to the tune of “Burning Down the House” and I like it even better.