Anyone who knows me knows that I do. Not. Run. I hate
running, passionately. It’s uncomfortable, I can’t breathe right, I am sore
afterwards, I get all red, I sweat profusely, and I can think of about 1000
things I would rather do than to go running. When I was in Jr. High and we had
to run the mile, I was like “nope, I am just going to walk this, I am not even
going to try to run it”. I was embarrassed that I couldn’t really run, never
had good endurance, and oh did I mention that my legs are about 2ft long? When
I walk with my husband I have to take 2 strides for every 1 of his. It’s a
chore folks.
I
thought that you had to be athletic to run. We can all safely assume that
athletic is not a word I would ever
apply to myself and I would discourage myself before I even got
started. Then, when I would get the occasional whim to go for a run, I would
make it about a 50 yards basically sprinting and then just want to go home and
cry because I was so out of shape. I had no clue what I was doing (still really
don’t). And on top of all of this – many of my closest friends are runners.
Legit marathon runners yo. I thought that I should just content myself being
the cute, chubby girl with the nice rack. (Hey – work with what ya got right?) But
ya know, it is a little hard to look at yourself in pictures with beautiful, in
shape, healthy girls when you are the chubby one (nice rack or not).
Then, these stupid running events started to turn into social events too. I kept getting invited. Finally, I said yes – I will run the freaking 5K. I think that a good portion of the reason I agreed to this is because they are going to give me chocolate at the end.
Well, in an order to not sorely embarrass myself like I did
on the Turkey Trot 2 years ago (my ridiculously health mother-in-law finished
in about half the time it took me… yeah.) I decided I should actually train to
run this thing. I started in September, so I am definitely still a newbie to
this whole running business and much of it is fueled by the desire to not be embarrassed.
I decided to set realistic goals for myself and followed a 5K training plan. I
have been running 3-4 times a week for the last 7 weeks and my progress has
been slow and arduous, but incredibly rewarding. I jog, I walk, I run to get it
done, but I finish. Yesterday I ran 3 miles. Today I am sore, but definitely
feel a sense of accomplishment.
One thing that has helped to motivate me (besides health and
fear of humiliating myself) is actually a new ap I downloaded, Zombies, Run!
It is a fun ap that puts you into a storyline about the
zombie apocalypse. You are a “runner” for a small township and they send you
out on missions to collect information and supplies. They use your own music in
between radio transmissions to you and sometimes, zombies chase you. When they
chase you, you have to speed up for 30-60 seconds to outrun them or else you
lose your supplies. The supplies are important too because they help you build
up your township. This ap has actually made running fun for me. I am totally
invested in the story line and characters now too. I don’t know what I am going
to do when I run out of missions!