I hate running. HATE IT. No truer words have ever been spoken. With that being said, I’ve decided to start doing it. I make so much sense, right?
No matter how much I wanted to, there was no way I was going to bust out a few miles for my very first time. I’ve tried that before, and it was a MAJOR FAIL. Instead, I’ll be doing the Couch to 5K program. I tried doing it around Christmas, but the treadmill is evil. That is all I will say. After reading about Amber, I was suddenly motivated to try running again.
It was windy. My legs hurt. I was tired.
Despite all of those things, I did it. A few weeks ago, even a few days ago, all of those things would have been reason enough for me to quit. Something was different about today though. Even though my calves were screaming bloody murder, I almost welcomed the pain. It told me that my body was working for something that I really want. It wasn’t pretty, and I probably could’ve been passed by a blind and lame turtle, but I did it. I DID IT!
Success! Week 1 Day 1 Complete!
(Ignore the tomato face. Damn redhead complexion.)