On Monday i had the crazy idea to start running. Not only to start running, but to try build up to running 5km. I'm not sure what caused this tiny bubble of insanity to enter my head. Possibly it's because there's a hint of summer in the air, the evenings are becoming longer and I've spent the last 10 years sat behind a desk. The last time thoughts of exercise entered my head i was 15 and thinking how to excuse myself from P.E. at school. Now at 33, the only time i'd normally consider running is for last orders at the bar. This is a shock to the system to say the least.
So far I've completed the first two runs of week 1. Now i use the word run quite loosely. I'm hardly Mo Farah. My running isn't going to break the sound barrier or hit 88mph and send me back to the future like Marty McFly. In fact, I'm pretty sure that i could walk faster but needless to say it's truly exhausting. 60 seconds has never felt so long in my life. I'd love to know when exactly i got this out of shape. Week 1 didn't sound too difficult from the comfort of my couch that's for sure.
Tomorrow will be Friday, and more importantly my 3rd and final run for week 1. Weirdly I'm sort of looking forward to it. Never thought I'd say that in my life. Even though my thigh and calf muscles are still aching from the start of the week, I'm actually looking forward to getting outside tomorrow evening and going for a little jog. What madness is this? I just hope i can stay motivated for the course. 5km still seems an unattainable goal, we'll just have to wait and see.
P.S. Does anyone else use the endomondo app on their phone to track their runs?