As much as I have enjoyed getting on the runner’s wagon, and putting myself on a more healthy routine, it’s just as enjoyable to take a break.
On Saturday, some local friends and I traveled to an awesome overnighter at another friend’s home for a night of dancing, chatting and just enjoying each other’s company.
It was good to stay up a little too late, have a few cocktails, nom on some yummy, not-so-nutritious snacks (brie en croute, anyone?), and sleeping in.
Of course, I missed my family dreadfully, but little man was in great hands with Mr PugRunner. They watched Wreck-It Ralph, and went to a Celtic Festival, and had a grand old time… just the guys. And when we all got home, little man gave me the most thoughtful gift: a pair of shamrock earrings to wear for St. Patrick’s Day. What a sweet guy.
Today, I was back to it. Refreshed, recharged and ready to work hard. We are on Week 3 and I am pumped!
The weather was gorgeous this morning and I was ready to knock out the next round of training.
I mean, seriously. Look at that sky.
So. Week 3 of Couch 2 5K.
This week, after our warm up, we are jogging for 1:30, walking for 1:30, then doing 2 sets of three minute jog/walk intervals, followed by a cool down.
Yep. Three straight minutes of running. Twice. Wow.
It was ok. The sides of my feet burned a little today. It wasn’t pain, just a mildly annoying discomfort that went away when I was walking. I attribute it to not being in my running shoes for a few days, and getting used to it again. In addition, I got a small cramp in my right ribcage during the second set of three-minute jogging. Honestly, that just pissed me right off. It worked itself out in the follow-up walking portion, so no harm done.
The worst part, however, was right in the midst of my run. A small trailer of doubt crept in and settled in the pit of my stomach. It was telling me that there is just no way that I am going to get from this point to running for three straight miles. Or ten miles. Or any other miles. That was tough to shake.
I feel like I finished well and felt good after the session, so I’m giving the entire workout a smiley face. But I don’t like that negative voice in my head. I’m going to have to do something about it.
Here are the final stats for my outing.
(I’m still not entirely sure how they’re calculating the pace (or how I’m even making that pace), but the distance and time right, and, from what people tell me, math works, so I guess it is what it is. I’m expecting to see that time slow up as I start running for longer intervals.)
Hope you all have some great runs this beautiful Monday!