I had a great run this morning. For me, anyway. I’ve been doing a modified Couch25K running interval training now since December.
And this morning, I ran a full mile without stopping. 12 minutes running without stopping. Did I mention this was great for me? Slow for anyone who is really a runner. And I only needed 2 minutes walking recovery time before I was able to kick it up again and run the rest of my 2 miles (the distance of my upcoming race). I continued on the treadmill for three miles, but the triumphant part for me was finishing 2 in under 25 minutes (barely).
When I started Couch25K, I could barely run for a minute without feeling like collapsing. When I finally made it to three-minute intervals, I thought I would never get past that. And the first time I ran a 5-minute interval, I thought I might die. But here I am, running 12-minute intervals and now 3 minutes feels like cake. I don’t even notice when the clock goes past a minute anymore.
I’ve come a long, long way. I don’t know that I’m ready for my race in mid-April yet. I’ll be able to finish the 400-meter swim, 6-mile bike and 2-mile run mini triathlon, but I expect to be in the back of the pack. That’s ok. I’ll finish. If you told me a year ago that I’d even ever train for something like this, I would have fallen on the floor laughing.
The running has by far been the hardest part. But this morning it was worth every agonizing step. And I bet on April 18, when I cross the finish line, it will be even more worth it.
The added bonus? I’ve lost 46 pounds so far. Oh yeah, and I finally broke through that plateau with a 3-pound loss last week. Who says exercise isn’t fun?