I love to run.
Never in a million years would I ever expect myself to write those words. Especially when I was in highschool and we needed to run a 12 minute mile. (Honestly. I'm pretty sure I cheated to pass the class. The gym teacher would give us paper clips for every lap we completed, and I found one on the ground.) I HATED running. H.A.T.E.D. It was dead to me.
My little sister ran all thru college. I found this out once she moved back in with my parents and ran everyday after work and would run 5 and 10k races locally. She even finished a half marathon last October in 2 hours and 15 minutes. She is a total rockstar!
She was never the athletic one when we were growing up. Knowing that she ran and was so good at it gave me hope that maybe I could get into it as well.
After I was diagnosed with a DVT in February of 2010, I started running. I had gotten to the point where I could run 2 miles without any breaks (not fast, mind you. I was still running 15 minute miles) when my daughter was conceived. I had every intention of keeping my routine up thru my pregnancy, but my little diva had other ideas.
After my break down a few weeks ago, I started my routine again. I started the Couch to 5k from the beginning. It came back quickly. My love for the runner's high was re-ignited!
After a week and a half of following week one, I finally moved onto week two, which includes a 5 minute warm up (brisk walk) followed by intervals run (jog) for 90 seconds and walking for 2 minutes repeated 6 times. After suffering thru the first 2 intervals, I finally hit my stride and completed the rest with less effort.
I'm really glad that I can start looking forward to running again instead of dreading trying to squeeze into clothes that barely fit...
Never in a million years would I ever expect myself to write those words. Especially when I was in highschool and we needed to run a 12 minute mile. (Honestly. I'm pretty sure I cheated to pass the class. The gym teacher would give us paper clips for every lap we completed, and I found one on the ground.) I HATED running. H.A.T.E.D. It was dead to me.
My little sister ran all thru college. I found this out once she moved back in with my parents and ran everyday after work and would run 5 and 10k races locally. She even finished a half marathon last October in 2 hours and 15 minutes. She is a total rockstar!
She was never the athletic one when we were growing up. Knowing that she ran and was so good at it gave me hope that maybe I could get into it as well.
After I was diagnosed with a DVT in February of 2010, I started running. I had gotten to the point where I could run 2 miles without any breaks (not fast, mind you. I was still running 15 minute miles) when my daughter was conceived. I had every intention of keeping my routine up thru my pregnancy, but my little diva had other ideas.
After my break down a few weeks ago, I started my routine again. I started the Couch to 5k from the beginning. It came back quickly. My love for the runner's high was re-ignited!
After a week and a half of following week one, I finally moved onto week two, which includes a 5 minute warm up (brisk walk) followed by intervals run (jog) for 90 seconds and walking for 2 minutes repeated 6 times. After suffering thru the first 2 intervals, I finally hit my stride and completed the rest with less effort.
I'm really glad that I can start looking forward to running again instead of dreading trying to squeeze into clothes that barely fit...
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