The Impossible is Often the Untried.

So…..roughly 9 weeks ago, give or take a few days, I decided I was going to get off the couch, get my ass in gear and start running.  I’m sure all of my readers, if I have any, are sick of hearing about C25k this, C25k that, etc.  Well, you’ll hear no more about C25k from me.  It’s over, done, finito.  I GRADUATED TODAY! WOOT. Well, it’s probably not true that won’t hear about it, what you won’t hear are weekly updates on my progress.

I actually ran W9D2 yesterday and I couldn’t wait until tomorrow to run day 3 because I’d have nowhere to run (dang AC broken).  I thought I’d be tired but that wasn’t the case.  As a matter of fact, I went out with a bang; I ran not for 30 minutes, not for 40 minutes but for an entire hour and I could have kept going!  Holy crap!  I didn’t plan on it when I started running this morning, it just sorta happened.  For whatever reason, the C25k app has acted up for the last couple of runs.  Whenever I turned the phone’s screen off the app would pause but it didn’t do that before.  It was paused for 5 minutes so it was counting 5 minutes less than I had actually ran.  I thought I’d try to run until the app ran out of time, just to see if I could.  The app ran out of time after I had been running for 35 minutes and I was feeling good so I decided to just go ahead and keep running just to see how long I could run.

At that point I was running for me, not for the program.  I just wanted to see how far I could run.  Around the 30 minute mark I “found” my stride and the running was easy, really easy, after that.  I just kept breathing, kept going, sweating like a pig but not struggling, mentally nor physically.  I made it to 40 minutes and I was still going strong.  I thought to myself “Hey, maybe I can try for an hour!” Then I cracked up.  Next thing I knew I had run for one entire hour and was one mile short of 10k.  The truth is, I could have kept going, I was running at a steady pace, very comfortable in my stride, it was easy.  It was almost like somehow that 30 minute mark had switched some sort of  circuit in my body to the on position and it was no longer work.  The first 30 minutes were mentally hard but then it just sorta felt…… peaceful.  However, I had to get ready for class, eat lunch, etc so I had to stop.  I was pretty pleased with myself.

If you had told me 9 weeks ago that I’d be running at all, let alone for an entire hour without stopping, I would have laughed in your face and told you to get off the crack. There was not a moment in my life before very recently that I even entertained the idea that I could run for an hour straight.  It just never registered in my little running-hating brain as possible or even as something worth trying.  Ever, not even in my Navy days. What a difference actually WANTING to do something makes!  I am in the best shape of my life, fitness wise, and I can only hope it gets better.

Where do I go from here?  I don’t know, but one thing that I do know for certain is that I will never again say that I hate running or that I can’t run.  I LIKE running (sacrilege!) and I CAN run.  Thank you, whoever designed Couch to 5k!

PS.  I’d also love to thank the folks at The Runner’s High for hooking me up with an amazing pair of running shoes.  They did a gait analysis while I ran on a treadmill and found me some kick ass shoes that compensate for my crazy over-pronation. Here’s to no injuries!

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