Yesterday marked my first week of running.
Guess what? I think I’m actually beginning to enjoy it. Who knew that little ol’ me would enjoy exercise.
Guess what arrived at my door yesterday? My new CamelBak. I. Love. It. No more holding water bottles or iPods while trying to run, and no more loose gym sack that falls of my shoulders. So, thank you CamelBak for creating such a lovely piece of running equipment. Seriously, it’s the best thing since sliced bread.
Yesterday was my best day out of the entire week. I actually ran the majority of the time, and I’m not going to lie, I’m quite proud of myself (why don’t you just pat yourself on the back, Jenn! I know. Sorry). You see, I went for a run on Sunday, and it was so hot that all I could think about was the heat and potentially passing out. I felt like I was never going to get the hang of running, and then Monday came along and changed my outlook (thank goodness). It was a reasonably nice day out yesterday, and I was able to push through. Hallelujah! The running gods were looking out for this gal.
I managed a 2.22 mile run in 26:01 minutes with an average speed of 5.13 mi/hr. Not too shabby for an out of shape diva. I mean, I would probably get eaten by a zombie if I were to run the race now, but I’m getting better. I’m no longer gasping for breath while running- yay for that! My muscles are becoming accustomed to pounding the pavement- woot! And, I think my calves are beginning to bulk up a bit- hello shorts!
I know I just made it sound like everything is hunky dory, but it’s not all good in the hood. I’m still struggling with hills and inclines. I start to make it up a hill, but tucker out at the halfway point and end up walking the remainder of the incline. I’m hoping that my body will eventually get used to the inclines, or else I’m zombie bait!
Cheers to pounding the pavement!