It took almost 5 months of running but I FINALLY experienced the runners high they talk about. I started running because after last years Warrior Dash I knew if I could do that w/o any training I could accomplish so much with some training. I started noticing people running on the road and I came more and more fascinated by them. Talking to my BFF about things we resigned up for the Warrior Dash then the color run. We have now become obsessed with signing up for events. As much as I've been wanting to become a runner, running had yet to bring the illusive high everyone talks about. I've been told for 20 years, since I started battling w/ anxiety & depression, that exercise is the best cure for it. I kept telling DH that running seemed to be having no effect on me.
Two days ago it had been 5 days since running and I did my week 6 day 2 that has the 10 min run, 3 min walk, 10 min run. I found it so hard. I felt like I couldn't breath. I was kicking myself for waiting to long between my training again. Anything longer than 2 days w/o running and your body yells at you about it. So today I knew it was a running day today and I should run, but it was Week 6 Day 3 and that is the running for 22 mins w/o stoping. It has been 10 weeks to the day since I've first did this and after my run two days ago I was a little worried. I was being lazy and didn't want to run tonight. My running journal states how must I was dreading this run and how I had planned on just doing it tomorrow. I had told DH I was going to go take my shower, and he said but you said you need to run first. I told him I don't wanna. He told me I should, I came up with a couple reasons/excuses as to why tonights not the best time to run. My poor DH, he tries to encourage me and I always try to shut it down. I sat for a few more minutes and thought to my self; shut up put and get your ass on that treadmill. I went and let DH know I was going to run. He hugged me and told me how proud he was of me.
Since he was home he'd keep the kids busy. Seriously uninterrupted treadmill time is amazing. When I did this run 10 weeks ago after consistently running every other day for the 6 weeks of the C25K program I did this at 4.1 mph and it was hard. I was wheezing and it so much pain after it. Today I put my Garmin watch on, to track my time, did my 5 min walk warm up. Then I did the most important part of my run today. This is where the post-it notes come into play. I put POST-IT's over my displays on my treadmill. Yup that's right POST-IT's. So many mental games come into play while running. I have found in my training that seeing the clock can make me go from feeling fine to feeling like I am going to fall on the floor. So I started running, I knew I would have to run about 5 songs to be at my 22 mins. So I didn't look at my watch for time until after song 3 to see how I was going and it was a 2 songs later I finished 24 mins of running, nonstop. Not only was it non stop but the first half of it was at 4.5 to 4.8 mph. No inhaler was used, no feeling like I had to stop. Not going to lie the thoughts of stopping, walking for a minute, and wondering how I am every going to be able to keep this up for 3 & half hours for the Tinker Bell Marathon, all were going through my mind. I probably could have run a little more too. I stopped and felt AH-MAZING, I was like what is going on??? I don't hurt, my lungs aren't on fire and I feel GREAT!! Then it hit me Oh My Goodness, it's a high!!!! I am finally feeling that burst of endorphins. I took my shower and was waiting for it to pass. Thinking I always feel pretty good after a 5K event but it fades super fast basically as soon as I get away from the music. But it continued, it continued for a couple hours. What triggered this high? Was it pushing my self further was it just the fact that the activity took place longer and that is what finally triggered the endorphins to kick in??
I want to remind everyone that ANYONE can do this. If I can do it anyone can. I am an overweight, asthmatic women in her 30's. Reading my C25K journey and this post "My Legs Hurt" And that was Week 3 and I am talking about how I felt like I was going to die and this had two 90 sec jogging parts and one 3 min and that was the hardest 3 mins ever. So remember everyone is on their own journey. You can't compare your journey to mine or anyone else's but you feel encouraged, motivated. My journey is far from perfect but today I feel like I am making progress. Start your journey, take that first step and keep moving forward.
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