Did you all know that keeping your opinions to yourself is harder than you might think? S’true.
Anyhoo, I’d like to discuss here today what I did last night.
The Hixx, the one and only, the one who has had this blog for 2 ½ years, the girl who many moons ago used to go to the gym every day of her life and got in really good shape, the girl who these days can’t go up the stairs without wincing just a bit….
Ran for a solid 20 minutes last night.
Now…that might not seem like a big deal to some of you all, but to me, it is mega. Even when I was going to the gym every day and working out like an animal, I never NEVER ran for more than ten minutes straight.
I have this theory see, that I’m very dense. Yadda Har Har right? But really. I think I’m very compact. Whenever I compare my body with others, like we are all prone to do, I find that yes, I’m the size that I think I am, but never the weight. I always weigh more than people my size and height. And that’s okay. (Never mind my Tai Chi teacher who warned me that I’m bigger than I think I am, yikes!).
I also believe, and have said this and proved it many times to my sweet boyfriend, that I am made for the ground. It all fits in with my density plan. If John tries to pick me up, its not really for me. I don’t enjoy it and put all my weight to the earth (or just fall down to the ground in a very feminine fetal position). I just…don’t much enjoy being lifted into the air. I am meant to be on solid ground, low and dense, much like the Monadnock Building.
So, for a dense girl like myself, I figured long ago that I really did not like running. I got the big ole boobs, and a love of the earth and I always just walked fast and on incline, which I still do.
But I’ve been doing this running to walking program and waited all last week to do my 20 minute solid run with NO WALKING. And yes, I might be going at a snail’s pace, but I did it! Red in the face? Yes, for hours. Tired today? Yes, having a hard time moving. But I frickin’ did it.
And I was reminded of the time in highschool when we had to take those physical tests and I had to run a mile. Couldn’t. For the life of me, at 16 years old I couldn’t do it. And last night, 20 years later, I did it, plus some.
And now, I don’t ever have to do it again.
Just kidding. I’m kidding.
But….I can assure you I’m not doing it again tonight.
5 comments:
you inspire me. i've heard about this running/walking thing, and i've thought about trying it out. like what can it hurt but my pride?
cause i am just about sick enough of having the stairs thing being a REAL embarrassment.
and you know .. i have the crap knees and even when i was 16 and like 98 pounds, i never was a runner. that mile shit fucking KILLED me. made me want to puke like da brat on this season's celebrity fit club. talk about red faced.
anyway, this was good to see. although, i need to ditch the all or nothing shit and settle for a nightly walk at this point.
It's the starting that I think is the hardest. Once you get going and make it a part of your week, it gets easier.
And I really like having a "program". It kind of gets me excited to see what next week is going to be, and you can really see your progress.
Smuss!
Oh I'm so proud of you!!!
are you on a particular program? is it online? can you send me details?
i am poor, and need new shoes if i'm going to do running. how's that for a procrastination excuse. that is true, though. but i'd still like the info.
Smuss, let me find where it is, yes...online. Its almost fun. Almost. I'll send it to you!
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