Thoughts on running…
I referred to myself the other day as a “wanna be runner” and yes, I really do look at myself like that, a wanna be. I tend to not stick to things too long so I’m waiting to see if running actually “sticks” with me this time and then maybe I’ll call myself a runner. For now I’m taking it one day at a time. Kinda.
It’s interesting because at 4 separate times in my life I’ve tried to take up running. 2 years ago, I tried running… in June… in Texas. Not a great idea and I think I lasted 3 weeks, ending when I moved, which was kind of a shame. I’ve always kind of wanted to be a runner, I totally admire runners and I wish I could be as dedicated to something as they are. This time, this last time that I started running again, it’s been going really well, I’ve stuck with it longer than I have before, and I’m excited to share about it!
In mid-February my work had a heart walk that a few of us participated in. A friend and I decided at some point that we wanted to run part of the 1.9 miles and so we did. We ran for maybe a minute at a time, just a few times, but it was fun. It triggered something in me and the next day I decided I was going to start running. For the next few days I started out doing one mile around my neighborhood, and then after phampants (runner extraordinaire) suggested I try 2 miles, I did. And hurt myself, thanks to really old running shoes. And then I found the Couch to 5K program (and new shoes).
I am currently on week 7 of Couch to 5K… less than 2 months after starting out and barely being able to run a *minute*, I can now run 25 minutes at a time (or about 2 1/4 miles). I’ve never been able to run this far or this long before in my life and what’s great is not only am I able to… but I WANT to. I want to complete this C25K program. I want to continue running even after it’s done. And I want to be able to call myself a runner.
I guess my problem is that I’m impatient. I want to love running already… and I’m afraid that I don’t. I mean, most days I look forward to running, especially when I have a great new song on my iPhone or cute new running clothes (I’m such a girl). After I’m done running, I feel proud of what I’ve accomplished and I’m glad I ran. But *while* I’m running… that’s a different story. All I can think is of how hot it is, or how sore my calves are getting, how thirsty I am or how hard it is to breathe (I find managing my breathing the most challenging part of running so far). I don’t seem to get into a zone and I think those people that talk about a runner’s high are lying to me.
Maybe I’ll get there. I hope so. For now my goal is to finish the C25K program, I only have 3 more weeks left. And after that… I’m thinking about rewarding myself with a Garmin watch (link leads to the one I’m lusting after) to motivate me to continue (my thinking is, it’s so pricey that I’ll HAVE to use it). My hope is that I won’t want to quit running, that I’ll fall in love with it and finally be able to call myself a runner.