Against the Wind

Dear Running,

No, really there is nothing I enjoy more than getting an extra hard workout running in 40 MPH winds.  I mean, it's character building right?  So what is my headphones kept getting blow out of my ears, that the wind was blowing so hard I couldn't hear the tone change on my c25K IPOD program signaling between walking and running changes, and lets not forget the actual effort involved in trying to work with you whilst fighting against the wind.  I know I only spent a scant 90 seconds with you today before I left you for your friend, walking,  but it wasn't personal today.  I mean honestly, when faced with those kinds of conditions who really wants to spend any time with you anyway?

Thursday will be better, hopefully.

Dear Running... Don't Talk To Me...'Kay?

Dear Running,

Well, I guess the honeymoon period is over.  We sailed along fairly well last week.... until you started to make my thighs hurt, and my ass hurt, and my feet hurt.  Oh yeah, and my back too.  You really aren't very nice.  What happened to the whole slow and steady thing? What happened to the whole if you ease into it, you'll be pain free?  Well guess what running... I do not like you.  I hurt. Everywhere.  Maybe one day I won't feel like this after a run, but right now OH Boy!  And we're only in week two. Imagine how much more my distaste for you will grow as we move into having to spend more and more time together.  You better hope things start to get better, running, because right now we are seriously in a FIGHT with a capital F.  And I mean it!   I'll reluctantly see you again on Friday running, but don't think I enjoy spending all this time with you.

We Can Work It Out- A Letter to Running On the 2nd Day

Dear Running,

Did you think that you had gotten rid of me that easy?  I know we were supposed to meet Wednesday and not today, however the day got away from me yesterday.  Our meeting today went well don't you think?  I have to apologize however, for professing that I have "made you my bitch" on my Facebook wall.  This isn't about a power struggle.  We're supposed to be working together, and I know that now.    I wouldn't like it if you danced in my face and proclaimed you had done that to me, it was a mistake and I'm sorry..  I blame the endorphins ...  and the fact that I was able to keep going and push through even though you tried to foil my attempts.  Resetting the count clock on my Phone's 5K App everytime my phone went into "sleep" mode was sneaky-  but I came through, even doing five more total minutes of "running" than I was supposed to do because of it.  Also, shutting off the counter on my machine because I would occasionally stop all together to take a drink of water, thereby being unable to gauge how many miles I had gone ( I think I may have hit a mile and a half, and possibly two miles)  but I wont ever know because it timed out and then turned itself off.  Even with all of those things though, running, we still managed to stick together and work it out today.  Day Two of Two, and we're still on speaking terms.  That's a good thing!

Until Saturday,

Millie

C2K Week 1: Day 1

Image Courtesy of Howard Payne

Dear Running,

Now that wasn't so bad was it?  I mean, yeah, we can only tolerate each other in one minute intervals, coupled between one and a half minute walking segments, but we did it, right?  We managed to stick together for a whole thirty minutes.  Okay, so maybe there were a few times where I wogged and a couple times where I flat out walked, but really lets stay positive.  Thirty minutes was a good length of time for our first meeting, because we're still trying to feel each other out.  And, you managed to stay friends with my knees too-  at this moment they are still feeling pretty okay.  Perhaps later tonight when I come down off the endorphin high I'll be singing a different tune, but as of right now I'd say High Five Running on our first achievement.

Until Wednesday,

Millie


C25K Day 1:

5 Min Warm Up- Walking
20 Minutes of Walk/Run intervals:  1:30 walk/1:00 Run
5 Minutes of Cool Down Walking

Why Can't We Be Friends? A Letter to Running.

Image borrowed from someecards.com

Dear Running,

We've had more ups and downs than 13 year old school girls.  Sometimes we tolerate each other, but most of the time, we simply glare at each other from across the room, roll our eyes and talk bad about each other.  But as of today, I'm trying to call a truce.  We don't have to be best friends, we don't even need to be friendly, but how about this:  I will refrain from being petulant if in return you can drop the mean girl act so we can work together.    Don't worry, we aren't going to go from never speaking to suddenly overnight being inseparable.  We'll start slow. Lets say we meet for 20 minutes a day for this first week and see how it goes?  I'm sure it won't be easy, especially since you and I don't really have the most solid of relationships.  I'm sure some days we aren't going to want to see each other at all.  But, remember that movie, The Parents Trap (the original one, with Hayley Mills... we won't talk about the other one)-  anyhow,  they didn't like each other to start off either.  Then they were FORCED to spend every waking hour with each other and look how great that turned out-  SISTERS!  Now, we don't have to jump ahead of ourselves and mire this down with unattainable expectations.  For now, it is what it is.  You don't like me much, I don't like you much-  but we're going to try for the sake of trying.  We'll continue to do this slow and steady thing for nine weeks, after which we can re-evaluate our relationship and make changes from there.  Deal?

Yours Truly,

Millie