Hate it.
Give me the elliptical, the stairmaster, and even the bike (my second least favorite machine!) and I will be ok. But running is the ultimate evil! It probably has a lot to do with that fact that I have too much body jiggling around. But I was inspired by Body by Pizza to start running.
A co-worker gave me a running schedule that she followed when she first started running. It is meant to build your endurance so that I will eventually be Forrest Gump. The first week looked simple enough:
Tuesday: 5x (1 minute run; 1 minute walk)
Thursday: 3x (2 minute run; 1 minute walk)
Saturday/Sunday: 3x (2 minute run; 1 minute walk)
On Tuesday, I woke up at 5:00 am and walked across the street to do my run (my neighborhood is way too hilly and I don't want to frighten my neighbors by creating a small earthquake as I stomp by their house). First run is fine. Second run is still good. By the third minute of running, I was slowing down and huffing a little. The fourth run is where it started getting really tough. By the fifth running minute I was barely jogging!
Despite how large and in charge I am, I go to the gym often enough that I didn't think running for a minute and walking for a minute would be a big deal. But it was! Have I said how much I hate running?
Today, I decided to drive to the local middle school and run on their track. I found that I prefer the track to running on the sidewalk - probably because I must look like a burglar running through a neighborhood at 5 am in my hooded sweathshirt and warm-ups; but the moment my feet hit that orange track, I felt like a freaking track star!
Surprisingly, today was much easier than Tuesday even though I was running for two minutes at a time instead of one. I am sure it had to do with the fact that I only had to do the set three times. Oh, and because I am a track star.
By week six, I am supposed to be able to do a 6 minute run, 1 minute walk, 5 minute run, 1 minute walk, 4 minute run, 1 minute walk. Uh, yeah, we will see how that goes.
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