I did it! I ran (loose term) 2 miles in 20 minutes. 5 weeks ago I couldn't go 100 yards without the urge to yield to the pain in my thighs and chest and give up. Today I ran 2 miles. To say that this is momentous for me, is an understatement.
The week began pretty much like all the other weeks with the workouts being a combination of running / walking in alternate stints. Sure, the running sections were longer and the (beloved) walking respite, diminishing, but, with with a push and some great words of encouragement from Abbie, they passed relatively uneventfully. The discovery of baths in Epsom salts rejuventated tired muscles and ensured that my body felt better than it had in a few weeks.
Unfortunately, thoughts of the impending 2 mile run on Day 3 preoccupied me. Self doubt, like an uninvited, unwanted guest, dug in for a weeklong stay. By the time Abbie suggested we go for the Day 3 run a few hours earlier than our allotted time I couldn't see the point in arguing (or more accurately couldn't think of an argument good enough).
So off we went. I decided as the chimes went, that enough was enough. I needed to get on with it. This was my very own 'Just do it' moment! In that instant I realised that I need not have worried. As I concentrated on my breathing and steps there was no room for self doubt. I silenced my brain with the mantra 'one foot in front of the other'.
What an achievement in 5 weeks. I am thrilled. Week 6 steps back to alternating walking / running for the first 2 days, with the last being a 2 1/4 mile run. Am I worried? Hell no! I can run 2 miles ya know ;)
The week began pretty much like all the other weeks with the workouts being a combination of running / walking in alternate stints. Sure, the running sections were longer and the (beloved) walking respite, diminishing, but, with with a push and some great words of encouragement from Abbie, they passed relatively uneventfully. The discovery of baths in Epsom salts rejuventated tired muscles and ensured that my body felt better than it had in a few weeks.
Unfortunately, thoughts of the impending 2 mile run on Day 3 preoccupied me. Self doubt, like an uninvited, unwanted guest, dug in for a weeklong stay. By the time Abbie suggested we go for the Day 3 run a few hours earlier than our allotted time I couldn't see the point in arguing (or more accurately couldn't think of an argument good enough).
So off we went. I decided as the chimes went, that enough was enough. I needed to get on with it. This was my very own 'Just do it' moment! In that instant I realised that I need not have worried. As I concentrated on my breathing and steps there was no room for self doubt. I silenced my brain with the mantra 'one foot in front of the other'.
What an achievement in 5 weeks. I am thrilled. Week 6 steps back to alternating walking / running for the first 2 days, with the last being a 2 1/4 mile run. Am I worried? Hell no! I can run 2 miles ya know ;)
yes you can girlie so happy for ya had a lil lump in my throat i remember it well its so much about the mind games girl
ReplyDeleteWell done, I'm so proud of you, but not half as proud as you must be of yourself, I can see the beam in Abu Dhabi!
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