Tonight I completed week 6. 25 minutes none stop.
When I started this in October/November I barely managed 3 minutes. Now I'm at 25 minutes. I start week 7 on Friday and I'm buzzing.
If your not here yet you will be, if your past here well done.
I've lost around 14 kilos in the last 5 months, not through dieting just through running, just with the couch 2 5k.
I'm still fat and unfit but nothing compared to what I was in October. Im still built for comfort and not for speed, but im getting closer to it.
Now I'm at 128 kilos, the struggle is still there, don't let anyone kid you, this is not easy. However it's a damn site easier than it was at Christmas.
Now, im at the stage where I look forward to my next run, I never thought I would be one of those people that enjoy running, but here I am.
OK, so that's taking it a bit far, I don't enjoy running, it's hard. It makes me out of breath. I'm hot, can't breath properly and think I'm going to collapse and never be found until it's too late. Yes, it puts me out of my comfort zone, but, and there is always a but. It makes me feel good afterwards. The achievement you feel you have made when you complete a run, is good, and the feel good factor of completing a run, that mental feeling I mean, not just the physical, is like a drug I want more of. That's what keeps me looking forward to the next run.
A bit about me, I'm a worrier and an anxious person. I have always had a health anxiety. I have all sorts of stresses, as do we all. But when I'm running, they are forgotten about. The only thing you have to concentrate on is putting one foot in front of the other. Oh and breathing, don't forget to breath. I can definitely say this feels good. I don't feel fitter while running, I feel the same, still out of breath, still tired and still shattered, but if your here with me now, your running for longer than you were and your only getting better.