Barely, but I am.
Back in March, I started walking, and at the insistence of my friend G, tried running. During this first run, I alternated every minute and a half between walking and running. I did that for 1.64 miles in 23:14 minutes, with a pace of just over a 15-minute mile. I stumbled back into the house and had to sit on the couch to recuperate for about 45 minutes. Really, I’m not exaggerating.
I kept up my modified eating habits (for the most part, except for the occasional food truck visits), but I hadn’t really gone out running/walking since March. This past Sunday I began my exercise regimen again, and did a bit better: 1.68 miles in 24:47 minutes, with a pace of 14:46 minutes per mile. Unlike the last time, I was sore, but did not feel like I could collapse at any moment.
Today, I rocked it! I don’t have the exact stats because I stopped to tie my shoes 10 minutes in and didn’t realize that the app on my phone pauses, so I neglected to resume it. What it did record was the following: Distance of 0.83 miles in 9:18 minutes, with a 0.09 mile per minute. I ran/walked for around 40 minutes, even went around the lake in my community twice. Not only that, but my pattern changed: this time, I started with a six minute run, 3 minute walk, and kept up the 3:3 rep. Woo hoo!
I’m participating in the ALS Recovery 5K on Saturday morning in memory of the father of two friends of mine who passed away from ALS complications a little less than 15 years ago. The 5K is my motivation this week, but I’ve gotten a taste of running, and while I don’t see myself doing any half marathons (at least not anytime soon….don’t get any ideas, WB!), my friend G is right: running is addictive!