Downloaded the c25k app last year and have just completed wk 4 run 3. Although im sure my technique is a lot to be desired, i can't believe i made it so far!!!! Being a couch potato for the last 25+ years and having zero confidence, this course has really helped. I know i haven't finished and the main challenge is ahead but i can do this! I think if i can any former fat, old couch potato can. See at week 9 run 3!!!!
Slowly getting there..: Downloaded the c25k app... - Couch to 5K
Slowly getting there..
Good for you! It's a brilliant, life-changing programme as you've discovered and your attitude will get you there with style 🙂
Very well done....you are on the way Take it slow and steady and keep posting for support and encouragement
Excellent. Yes this programme really does build confidence as well as stamina. Keep up the good work.
Keep going, technique comes with time, and you'll be astonished at how much you've achieved not only on distance and time, but technique too. Well done and see you in September with the shiny happy graduation badge
'Technique' ?
I shamble around like Sasquatch on Quaaludes
But - it is still running.
And it is a blast.
I remember waiting for a train at Paddington Station in 1992. Why? - well, a brass band was there, I think to raise funds for some charity or other. They started playing some oldie slow Waltz music. A disheveled but still rather dignified old man suddenly stepped out from the watching crowd.
Out he stepped and put his arms around an imaginary person and started dancing. And how he could dance. I have been to many 'formal' and even 'State' Balls and seen dancers who would be considered wonderful.
This rather raggedy old, and obviously slightly mentally challenged, man would have put some of them to shame with the gracefulness and expertise he demonstrated. Oblivious to the crowd, oblivious to the rather unusual display he was putting on.
Oblivious to all except the music and the dance steps and most of all whoever he believed was dancing in his arms with him.
His smile was pure bliss.
The music stopped, people started applauding and he opened his eyes and for a moment looked very startled and then scurried away.
Some people were shaking their heads and kind of laughing about him in a pitying way.
Me - I knew I had seen someone who had found huge joy in the middle of what looked like a rough enough life. I envied him.
I certainly don't run in any elegant way - not anything on a level like he danced. But there are moments when I understand that to some onlookers I look as 'odd' running with my 'technique' ( ) as that man did Waltzing by himself....but it does not matter because I have come at least very close to the same kind of moments that he found that winter evening so long ago.
A run is a run is a run no matter how we achieve it.
Wishing you many happy miles in your future