The weather report last night predicted rain this morning, so I was mentally preparing myself for a run in the rain. As is part of my new routine, I lay out EVERYTHING I will need to get ready in the morning- clothes, socks, shoes, hat, iPod, headphones, inhaler, and in this case, rain jacket. I find that if I can just get out of bed and get ready without having to think about anything, I don't have the chance to psych myself out. So I went to bed last night prepared, and fell asleep with positive thoughts of running in the rain and kicking week two's ass!
As it turns out, I may be getting better at running, but our local weatherman is getting no better at predicting the weather. It was a gorgeous, crisp morning with blue skies. I did, however, have a few strikes working against me. First, I was experiencing a lot of pain and stiffness in my right shoulder and neck and couldn't fully turn my head. Second, my monthly visitor decided to pop in a bit early. I was not giving in though. If my kids had not been sleeping along with most of my neighbors, I may just have looked up to the sky and screamed, "Is that all you've got?" No way I was going down. I did some stretching, slipped on my headphones, and began listening to the week 2 Chubby Jones Podcast.
I started my 5 minutes of brisk walking and stopped half way through just long enough to stretch my legs and calves a bit more before the running began. I had very bad shin splints in high school and since then, I make very sure to stretch out the muscles in my lower legs really well. Finally Mia came on and told me to start running. I will not sit here and pretend that I wasn't scared of this workout. Even with all my positive thinking, I was still very worried about adding 30 seconds to my run time. The first leg went very well though. I noticed the additional run time, but I didn't feel like I was going to die. The 2 minutes of walking even seemed to be a totally sufficient amount of time between runs.
Without a doubt, I am not the fastest jogger. I imagine many of you out there are jogging faster than I do. My goal at this point isn't to run the fastest 5K, but rather to just be able to run 5K. Once I can do that, I'll work on getting faster, but for now, I'm not feeling pressure to win any races. That being said, I am pushing myself and I'm sweating and short of breath and feeling it, but you know what, I did it. I made it through the entire workout and never for one minute felt like I needed to stop or couldn't go on. Finally, Mia came back on and counted down the last few seconds of running. I was still a little less than a mile from home, so I kept walking and switched my iPod over to an audio book. And let me tell you, I loved that last 10 minutes of just walking, listening to the narrator read to me, breathing heavy at first as I went along and cooling down to nice deep, cleansing breaths.
I feel so accomplished. I feel so proud of myself. I feel so ready to take on my day. I say it to myself. I say it to others. I feel it. I know it. I CAN DO IT!