My problem has always been that I over think and worry too much. I'm not very spontaneous and I like my routine. I analyse and scrutinise everything from every angle. So as you can imagine, thinking about running outside for the first time has been playing on my mind for AGES.
Usually we go to the gym Mon, Wed, Fri but if something pops up, we change it to Tue, Thur, Sat. This week we went Tues instead of Mon, which meant the next run would be Thurs. This would then mean that we would have to go Sat too. But, somewhat rashly, I decided that as the weather was supposed to be OK Sat, I would try running outside. Oh! I cursed those words once they were out of my mouth! So all week I've been thinking (worrying is probably more accurate) about being outside, with no glasses on, running on tarmac, flies, cyclists, cats, my keys, EVERYTHING!
Well, we'd do two runs at the gym during the week so that should tide me over, exercise wise. I could then just go outside and try it. But, due to a death in my BF's family, the Thur gym visit was scrapped. Never mind, we can go Fri instead. But if we went then, I wouldn't want to go Sat! I spent all day Fri dithering and after much thought, I decided that the Sat run would have to be done or I'd never do it.
I set my alarm for 6.15 but typically I was awake at 5.00 to go to the loo. Then I just led there until his alarm went off. Then my alarm went off. And still I led there! Just as we were about to get up and go, it rained - hard. Oh well, off to the gym then. But it doesn't open until 8.00 and it's only 6.45. Finally, after much grumbling, we managed to get up and dressed. Then the sun came out! Right, sod it. let's go outside!
Feeling extremely daft walking to the end of the road for our warm up without my glasses on, I felt a bit sick! "Give me a kiss and I'll see you in a bit" he said and off he went! Okay this is it now! GO!
Jeez, even after all this time, I sound like a dying whale. No music (or Lovely Laura) means that I can hear every gasp. Ooh, do I try and keeps my legs in time with my breathing or is it the other way around? I usually find the first 5 mins the hardest but this time, I was thinking about everything else, I didn't even notice it. Oops, am I going to fast? No treadmill, means no way of knowing how fast I'm going! Oh No! The BF is coming back the other way - show off! Right, I think that's a pedestrian up ahead, I'd better cross the road and avoid him. Great! He crosses over too, right in front of me and as he's striding along, I realise that I'm not going fast enough to overtake safely - thanks mate!. So I re-cross the road. Yey! I'm at the roundabout - that's half way!
Then suddenly it was all over. I was back at home, my BF sat on the front step waiting for me. Wow - I've just run a mile (1.609344 km) OUTSIDE! Not far I know but I did it. And I'm so happy! At the gym I average about 2.40 miles (3.86 km) of running (with the walking I do 3.10 m or 5 k in all) so I know that I'm a long way off actually running 5 k but I'm getting there slowly. AND I found that running outside was easier that doing the 1.00% incline on the treadmill!
I don't know if I'll venture outside again for a run but at least I can say that I have done it! Can't wait for Tues 25th now - our treadmill is being delivered so no more gym visits! Woohoo!