I have spent a good ten years wondering whether I should try and get fitter by perhaps just popping out for a spot of jogging. I've also spent that ten years being so consumed by self consciousness that it was never realistically going to happen. I'm not sure what changed last Wednesday when I embarked upon the first run of this program, other than that I suddenly was able to make myself do it. Although run 1 was fraught with worries that I might be seen, and keeping to as seculded areas is physically possible to run/walk briskly in, walk 2 was a little less inhibeted given the dark evening. Even more amazingly, to me anyway (I hardly climbed everest this evening), is that my final run/walk of week 1 was completed along the main road (or pavement, to be precise). It was busy, there were people in cars, people walking along, people putting their bins out (nearly got run over by one, gentlemen was very apologetic, and get this, did not point and laugh at me as I swerved and jogged on by). Who knew that people went about their business not even giving a second glance to unfit trainee runners staggering by? WHO KNEW THIS? because I certainly didn't.
Given the amount of time I've spent being self conscious about exercising in public seems ridiculous to me now, given the speed at which that feeling its deteriorating. I wouldn't say I'd be overly pleased if I ran (literally) into someone I know, but I also no longer feel like I'd want the ground to swallow me up if I happened upon some people in the middle of my little routine.
Getting started was a challenge for me, both mentally and physically. But I've done it. Week 1, tick. Maintaining this thrice weekly affair is the challenge that lies ahead.