This is getting easier. I hardly even feel like I'm dying anymore. And I have finally made friends with the rabbit who likes to jump out in front of me. Either that or he was murdered by one or both of my dogs. Either way, he leaves me alone now.
According to an online forum (which I'm sure is completely accurate), only ten percent of participants make it through week four before quitting. If I can't be a part of 'The One Percent', I suppose 'The Top Ten Percent of C25K' is next best. In the grand scheme of things, which is really better? Money or health? And I feel like I'm just starting. My ribs no longer ache and I think I have hawked up the last of the post-smoking phlegm in my system. I know that word is disgusting, but it's the only word that truly describes what comes out of a person after smoking for fifteen years.
I'm embarrassed to say that it took me five weeks to do this, but yesterday, Mae and I finally walked around the running trail and trimmed the trees so the limbs no longer slap me in the face. And just recently, hedge apples have been falling from a couple of the trees right onto the path, thus making it a quite dangerous place to run. In one area, I was having to duck and jump at the same time. While I now have a safer running track, I no longer look like a ninja. The bad with the good; always.
Three weeks ago, I vowed to invest in some sort of mobile music device, but I have yet to do so. I keep telling myself that at least I have the songs of the birds every morning, but it's always kind of the same tune and really difficult to sing along with. This morning, I caught myself singing the theme song to the Snickers commercial. You know the Snickers commercial? "There's a hunger inside me..." I know I shouldn't run when I'm hungry, but the only other alternative is side-pains. I deem those much worse.
Also, something I have learned: Sweat from exercise does not stink. "Body odor" comes from emotional sweat, such as nervousness. This is where the saying, "I can smell fear" comes from. So next time you smell your stinky self, just calm down. I'm sure it's as simple as that.
So here we go, embarking on Week Six. This is good. This is fun. This is good fun.
You're making me feel lazy. I guess I'll have to start working out more so you have someone to compete with. :P
ReplyDeleteThings I have learned: (gonna tell you even if you don't want to know). You will never be really "ready" for a race, but once you do it you will want to do more. NEVER judge a runner by their age or size. You will get your asa beat by an old person or a "fat" person in almost every race. Really, 13 years ago who would have thought that either one would ever run anywhere?
ReplyDeleteYou are right about the sweat, but the dried salt crap on your skin after really long and hot run is kind of disgusting.
And the MOST important thing, the more you run the more beer calories don't matter.
Keep it up and see you July 3rd.
Tania, your job requires you to be on your feet ALL the time. My job requires me to get off my butt only to use the bathroom and refill my coffee cup.
ReplyDeleteJeff, LOVE your words of wisdom!! Especially the one about the beer calories. :)