Running

When I first started jogging I had my doubts that I would ever make it through the Couch to 5K program.

This is the first day of the program. Brisk five-minute warmup walk. Then alternate 60 seconds of jogging and 90 seconds of walking for a total of 20 minutes. I was able to do it but it was hard.

When I had to run for 90 seconds it was even harder. When I saw five minutes on the schedule I was sort of freaked out, but I did it. Then I thought I might I die.

Almost every new week I was able to do what was asked of me. I repeated some days but that's okay. It wasn't always fun, heck I don't think it has ever been fun. It was hard. But I stuck with it. That makes me feel proud of myself. I'm so glad that Paul has been running too. I wouldn't say I'm competitive but in this I was. I was a day ahead of him in the program and I liked that.

Today was a big day for me. I did it. (I may have done it before but today I KNOW for sure I did it) I ran a 5K. Don't get me wrong. I am as slow as molasses going uphill in the winter, but I did it. I ran a 5K and I didn't die. I didn't even feel like I was going to die.

The official race isn't until this weekend. It will be harder because there will be hills but I am now capable of running over three miles without stopping. I truly never thought I would see the day.

Wish me luck in my race!