Ego or bum... not sure which hurts more

[chryanna]

I'm not sure that ego's the right word. I knew I was out of shape. And I've done Couch to 5k before- knew it was hard, but doable, and that it'd make me a runner at the end. That was ten years and lots and lots of pounds ago. Of course I knew I was in poor shape. Of course I suspected it might be a little harder. I did not expect to barely be able to make it through Week 1 Day 1. Seriously, my lungs were on fire, my legs were burning, that last minute- I think I tried to distract myself a million and five ways, and nothing worked. It felt like an hour.

That was last night. But I woke up this morning. Felt fine. Was relieved at least no soreness. Figured hey, I'll work through Day 2 tonight! About four hours ago, that started to change. About four minutes ago, I asked my four year old to throw away some junk mail for me, because the thought of lifting myself from this couch is agony. And from Day 1! I'm so embarrassed I let things get this bad.

But well. So I've got a bit of a slog in front of me. Ulp. I'm still going to do it. (Just maybe not tonight... ;))