I have been thinking about getting fit and losing weight for so long. I always manage to find an excuse so last night I told my husband I was going to get up early in the morning and start running. His reaction was, shall we say, less than positive. But, I did it! I got up and put on the running clothes, strapped my ipod to my arm, feeling very uncomfortable and off I went.
It started well as I have been walking 30 mins a day for a while. First run hurt my calves as hey seem to have forgotten what running is. Second and third runs were good, a bit tiring but I managed. The fourth one killed me. I could hardly lift my legs or breathe afterwards. I admit I had to run short on the last four runs. By the time I got home I looked like a beetroot and the stairs to the bathroom felt like Mount Everest.
But on the positive side, it was a start and my husband said "Well done" which was unexpected and made me feel much better.
I do think I might be on week one for more than one week though.