Two things to talk about, and it took me a few days before I could post these thoughts.
Last time I didn't know if I would move on from week 8 or stay at that level. Two days ago, I completed Week9Run1. That got me up to almost 2.4 miles. For those of you keeping track, that is .7 miles off of my distance goal. On the other hand, there is no way I'm going to maintain a 10 minute mile pace.
Message here: YEAH!!!! I RAN A FULL 30 MINUTES FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!! That is a major accomplishment.
The plan is to complete week 9, then start to increase distance. I'm thinking of track running, though there is distaste for running in circles. SOOOOOO glad I left enough time to finish training to finish the distance.
Went shopping for a new swimsuit yesterday. Usually something I avoid. Why? Because as any woman who is sightly uncomfortable with her body will tell you, swimsuit buying will point out every part of the body she is not comfortable with. Personally, I fall into that category. However. I found a few suits (there weren't that many to choose from). Then I went to try them on. Since my pants have been a little baggy, I decided to try on a variety of sizes.
I've got a new swimsuit (approved of by three people who saw it later that night). It's two sizes smaller then the last swimsuit I bought.
So I went to the regular clothing. I usually buy tops or dresses, since those are generally sizes I can handle. Then there was yesterday.
I bought pants. And shorts. And capris.
All two sizes smaller then the last time I tried on pants.
F*#&ing running. Now I have 7 new bottoms (only keeping 3), 2 swimsuits (only keeping 1) and a dress (keeping it-goes great over the swimsuit). All because of running.
Donated blood this week. My blood pressure is down.
The lesson is this:
Even if I don't really like the running/jogging. Even if my muscles in my legs hurt the next day (which is likely from the stairs I did before a walk with darling Char yesterday). Even if, and this is the big one, I think it's hard and maybe I'm hurting my knees or the bottom of my feet. Or really, even if I don't ever see myself as a jogger.
I'm going to have to keep it up.
Think of what could happen if I keep jogging and don't change eating habits (as per the way life is working now). I don't even know what I weigh any more. A friend keeps threatening to buy me a scale (have never owned a scale. Scared of them) to keep track of my progress.
Who wants to take a jog tomorrow morning? I've got to to 30 minutes.
This should feel crazy. But it doesn't. Weird.
PS Love you, Svenny! Thanks for the couch time!!!!!
PPS Carpel tunnel is activated by 3 hours of pinball playing. Love the PinBall Museum!