I've done the first two days of week one of Couch to 5k. I want to die kind of a lot. I ache, everywhere. This is sad on so many levels. If you're familiar with the program, you'll know that in week one you walk for 90 seconds, run for 60 seconds, for a total of twenty minutes. There's absolutely no reason I shouldn't be able to run for ONE MINUTE at a time, but let me tell you, by the last run, I'm done. My form is all over the place and I'm not even entirely sure my feet are coming completely off the ground. I'm doing more of a slide shuffle with back and forth arm motions.
I'm both wishing I had a running buddy and wishing I could make all people disappear from the streets for the duration of my run. Unfortunately, it's summer and the sun is out well past 8pm and people are enjoying the gorgeous weather, blah, blah. blah.
I'm focusing on little things to keep me motivated. I think about the twenty minutes where nobody needs me. I make new playlists for my iPod which has long sat unused. I tried on clothes yesterday and realized I'll either need to get moving, or buy a new wardrobe in an entirely new size. I click through here and think about not only registering, but actually running the entire thing. RUNNING!
Two runs down, twenty-five to go.