I'm starting to get nervous with this couch25k plan. The runs are now at 3 and 5 minutes each. 5 minutes doesn't sound like much, but gosh, I sometimes feel a train wreck could be thundering through the walls when I'm pounding on the treadmill for 3.5 minutes.
I've learned I really need to take it slow. Really slow. I know my speed will advance over time. I don't want to burn myself out in this process, because honestly, I'm enjoying the run. It's solid, and it keeps my head clear.
It won't be long until I can take a run outside. The weather here in NH is still chilly and I don't need to attempt any heroic measures by slipping and sliding along the icy patches in my neighborhood. I have a treadmill sleeping in my basement, waiting, and anticipating some love.
If you haven't taken a look at the couch25k plan, let me just say this. It won't be long until the plan has me running for 10 then 20 minutes at a time. I'm kinda freaking out about that idea. I feel like someone is twisting my arm making me do this. The truth of the matter is, nobody is making me do anything. I made up my mind to continue this 5k journey and plan to follow through with it too.
Speaking of that, the registration that I had hoped to get in the mail over the weekend is, well, still sitting in my bag. I have got to get that mailed, pronto! April 2nd will be here soon enough, and of course, I'd like my free t-shirt for registering too. Apparently only the first 200 registrants receive a free t-shirt. Donations: $20. Aahh, I guess I can get it done. Tomorrow?
So in the meantime, I've made this commitment to take a jaunt on my treadmill for 30 minutes every other day. That's 3-4 times a week, depending on the week. I'm sort of scared to take 2 days off in a row, in fear I will lose any motivation I have now.
The bottom line is, I'm at week 4, and I do plan on continuing through to week 9. I'm in the halfway point in this journey, and to be honest? I feel great. I really do. I even have noticed pants have started fitting differently and was more ambitious the other day and bought two new pairs of pants. In a smaller size too! Buying clothes for myself rarely happens. I find more joy in shopping for my son or for household items. So I actually had a hard time shopping the other day. The stores I used to shop at were, sort of, too expensive now considering I have a kid to support and a house to maintain. My budget for me is very slim. So the stores I usually browse through were left for me to browse and no buying power. I resorted to a clearance section in a department store and found my two pairs of pants for $15.30 total! Crazy, right? I feel giggly just thinking about it. Nevertheless, it was a treat for reaching my halfway point. I deserved it. At least I think so.