One of my goals for my time here at Green Mountain was to start running again. Not to run a certain distance or anything, just to start running again. It’s been months now since my last attempt at the C25K program where I stopped because of a non-running related injury. Here I kept pushing it off and pushing it off, planning on starting my running the last two weeks. When last week rolled around and I was sick the running plan obviously didn’t happen. Because I missed that deadline I had set for myself I feared I wouldn’t start running again.
I’m not sure why I thought that, but it was completely off base. I might not have started running again on my own schedule, but I did start running today. It wasn’t that much, but I would just like to say – GOAL ACCOMPLISHED!
It happened when we did the “miracle mile” workout. That is a mile walk, done in tenth of a mile increments with strength moves inbetween. Basically we walk a mile around the track then do about 30 seconds of something like squats or pushups. The options for it are to walk, jog, or run. We are never told what to do, it is always up to us to choose and go at our own pace.
I went into the workout assuming I would walk because my knee had been bothering me on the first walk of the morning and my hamstring has been tight. I did extra stretching this morning to work it out, so I felt good when we started. Someone mentioned running, then said something about me running (sounded like “you won’t do it”) which spurred me into running the first lap.
That first lap went well, but I decided since I haven’t been running in months that I should go easy on myself. So I walked the next lap. Then I ran one. Then walked. So on and so on until I finished the mile with running half and walking half.
Yeah, I ran a half mile.
And the best part is – it didn’t seem that hard.
I was expecting to be dying afterwards, but I wasn’t. On the last run lap Chelsea, the girl I was running with, kept speeding up because she thought I was trying to pass her. I was only trying to keep up with her, but the whole situation ended up in me basically running as fast as I could for a tenth of a mile. I was a bit out of breath at the end but overall I felt good and got my heartrate back down quickly. It really wasn’t that bad.
I’m a bit shocked by how easy it felt for me to run it. It’s just another test of my fitness level. Last time I was running it was not this easy or fun. (Well, running for me isn’t ever super fun, just fun that I can do it.) I’ve come a long way since the summer.
I’m tempted to sneak off on my own again later today and try to run/walk another mile. I don’t want to overdo it, but at the same time I want to repeat the performance so I can feel that amazement at myself once again. I’m proud of myself and excited that I keep pushing and challenging myself. I’m going to keep that up for sure.