Week One, Day Two
Date: March 17, 2011
Weight: I'll tell you tomorrow.
Weather: clear, brisk morning.
Program: Alternate walking 90-seconds with jogging 60-seconds for 20 minutes, with five minute warm-up and cool down walk.
I think this is supposed to get easier, but I kind of feel like today was harder. Maybe it was because I decided to try a morning wog, maybe it was because my stupid earbuds were being stupid, regardless I completed day two and feel like I am one-step closer to being a full on runner.
Today I took on the persona of cute girl with high pony tail AND baseball cap. Doesn't get much better than that, right? About two years ago my Mom got me a gift certificate to Lululemon for Christmas. She knows my affinity for expensive, high quality work out clothes - yet never dares try to guess what I would like. Although, I am sure that she would be spot on, since we are basically the same person. Moving on, the great thing about work out clothes is that they are comfortable, and Lulu makes them cute. Cute gym clothes mean you go more often, right? Right?! It just makes it more fun. Armed with my gift card, I was on the prowl for the greatest (sale) top and/or booty shorts for hot yoga store credit could buy. It was then that I came across this super cute, light weight jacket intended for running. It wicked rain, had thumb holes and a hood! Of course I had to buy it.
For the past two years, I have referred to it as my "running" jacket, "y'know, because I don't run." HAHA, guess what! Now I do! And I wore my adorable jacket running! (This paragraph needs lots of exclamation points!)
This isn't to say one can't run in any old jacket, but I will say it was fab-u-lous.
Apparently runners like to talk about bodily functions, I don't, so I'll keep those to myself. The wog really woke me up - since I literally rolled out of my warm, cozy bed and painted on my spandex pants upon getting up. And once Britney Spears' "Stronger" came over my headphone (singular, because the other one won't stay in) it was like my legs started moving a little bit faster and I was inspired to kick Workout 1.2's butt. Completed!
Day two: slayed. Day three to come this weekend, with a review of my freshly broken in Nike LunarLites!
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Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Couch to 5K: 1.1
Week One, Day One
Date: March 15, 2011
Weight: I'll tell you tomorrow.
Weather: cold, light rain.
Program: Alternate walking 90-seconds with jogging 60-seconds for 20 minutes, with five minute warm-up and cool down walk.
To be honest, I thought it would be worse, which is not to say that it was easy. Within minutes of leaving the house, I realized that my (stupid) earbuds sucked and needed to be either replaced or better understood before tackling Day 2 of this project. Being that I have my tragus (google/bing it) proves to be a little bit of a struggle with all earbuds and yesterday was not any different. I finally gave up on trying to adjust it, and went with one earbud only. It seemed to be enough volume to rock my Couch to 5K mix, so on I went.
The iPhone C25K (Couch to 5k) app has a nice little function that will voice over your playlist, so no need to remember which stint of the workout you are on because it will update you. Simply: "run now" or "walk now." I happened to be running with a dog who loves to go fast, which was either encouraging or annoying for day one. I worked my way through the neighborhood, spanning an area no further than 20 blocks North and 10 blocks East of my place.
I will say, my legs were definitely feeling it by the time I got home. I wasn't sweating profusely, or dying from lack of breath. There was significantly less wheezing and claims of an asthma attack than my previous attempts at jogging. Evidently this alternating with walking thing really helps work up to the running bit, eh? Sixty seconds of jogging isn't as daunting as it sounds, since you can really set your own pace. Plus, I was running outside so it's not like I was going to see anyone I knew. And all those cute guys I ran by? Yup, joggin' girl with a dog COMIN' THROUGH. I only get to accessorize with the dog until tomorrow, when she will be returned to her owner and I will no longer be dog sitting, so I plan on capitalizing on being the dog-jogger by sneaking day two in tomorrow morning.
Also, the C25K app allows you to "post" that you completed a wog on Facebook or Twitter. Maybe if I get Tweeting this will be a possibility, however until then I will solely be posting updates here. Something about splashing my accomplishments all over Facebook seems weird. Not narcissistic, because in case you didn't know, I am hugely obsessed with myself, but just a weird way to brag "hey, look at me, I wogged!" So instead, I will dedicate this entire blog to it. Go me!
Date: March 15, 2011
Weight: I'll tell you tomorrow.
Weather: cold, light rain.
Program: Alternate walking 90-seconds with jogging 60-seconds for 20 minutes, with five minute warm-up and cool down walk.
To be honest, I thought it would be worse, which is not to say that it was easy. Within minutes of leaving the house, I realized that my (stupid) earbuds sucked and needed to be either replaced or better understood before tackling Day 2 of this project. Being that I have my tragus (google/bing it) proves to be a little bit of a struggle with all earbuds and yesterday was not any different. I finally gave up on trying to adjust it, and went with one earbud only. It seemed to be enough volume to rock my Couch to 5K mix, so on I went.
The iPhone C25K (Couch to 5k) app has a nice little function that will voice over your playlist, so no need to remember which stint of the workout you are on because it will update you. Simply: "run now" or "walk now." I happened to be running with a dog who loves to go fast, which was either encouraging or annoying for day one. I worked my way through the neighborhood, spanning an area no further than 20 blocks North and 10 blocks East of my place.
I will say, my legs were definitely feeling it by the time I got home. I wasn't sweating profusely, or dying from lack of breath. There was significantly less wheezing and claims of an asthma attack than my previous attempts at jogging. Evidently this alternating with walking thing really helps work up to the running bit, eh? Sixty seconds of jogging isn't as daunting as it sounds, since you can really set your own pace. Plus, I was running outside so it's not like I was going to see anyone I knew. And all those cute guys I ran by? Yup, joggin' girl with a dog COMIN' THROUGH. I only get to accessorize with the dog until tomorrow, when she will be returned to her owner and I will no longer be dog sitting, so I plan on capitalizing on being the dog-jogger by sneaking day two in tomorrow morning.
Also, the C25K app allows you to "post" that you completed a wog on Facebook or Twitter. Maybe if I get Tweeting this will be a possibility, however until then I will solely be posting updates here. Something about splashing my accomplishments all over Facebook seems weird. Not narcissistic, because in case you didn't know, I am hugely obsessed with myself, but just a weird way to brag "hey, look at me, I wogged!" So instead, I will dedicate this entire blog to it. Go me!
Pretense: Couch to 5K
Let's start here: I am not a runner. Or, I should say I was not a runner until yesterday - when I downloaded the "Couch to 5K" app on my iPhone. After said purchase, I proudly declared myself "a runner!" a title I previously had not only sworn off, but also swore at and bitched about. I am the athletic sort, maybe in a more posh way than the iron, pumping gym rats. I take hot yoga and pilates followed by a brisk walk over free weights any day. Until yesterday, it was more likely if you saw me running, you would actually see me holding my side and wheezing "asthma...it's my asthma" rather than actually moving, which is more of a ploy to look uber athletic while actually being out of cardio shape.
After one of my co-workers mentioned he was doing the Couch to 5K running program, I stewed on it. Thoughts like, "but, I hate running" followed by, "like, a lot." flew through my head. My friends are runners. I am not. I don't like running. I wish I did, but I don't. I'd say things like, "it'd be great if we could run together, high pony-tails and all, but I hate running. So, let's go for a walk." Simply put: running (and cute girls that do it) suck.
Light bulb moment: I could be a cute girl that runs. What is stopping me, other than me? Nothing. Last time I checked, Rome wasn't built in a day, right? Maybe I can teach myself to like it. I don't really like standing next to sweaty, skinnier people that are less flexible than me in hot yoga - but it feels so darn good, I do it anyway. Could running be my new hot yoga?
And with that, I am doing it to prove that I can. I downloaded the Couch to 5K app on my iPhone (the brown, FeltTip version, for those of you interested...) and calendar'ed the first three weeks of the program. I figure if it's on my calendar, I can mentally prep myself for it and say snobby things like "Sorry, I can't, I have a run scheduled." In all fairness, I am not actually at the "running" stage. The program starts you out with a combination of jogging and walking (wogging) with a 5 minute warm up and cool down. This is not the point, the point is that this self-declared non-runner is on track to being a runner. A high pony-tailed, skinner version of myself, that will run with my girlfriends for -- wait for it -- FUN because we can. I know, it makes me want to puke also, but baby steps.
Follow me through 9-weeks of training, that will culminate by running a 5K that is TBD.
After one of my co-workers mentioned he was doing the Couch to 5K running program, I stewed on it. Thoughts like, "but, I hate running" followed by, "like, a lot." flew through my head. My friends are runners. I am not. I don't like running. I wish I did, but I don't. I'd say things like, "it'd be great if we could run together, high pony-tails and all, but I hate running. So, let's go for a walk." Simply put: running (and cute girls that do it) suck.
Light bulb moment: I could be a cute girl that runs. What is stopping me, other than me? Nothing. Last time I checked, Rome wasn't built in a day, right? Maybe I can teach myself to like it. I don't really like standing next to sweaty, skinnier people that are less flexible than me in hot yoga - but it feels so darn good, I do it anyway. Could running be my new hot yoga?
And with that, I am doing it to prove that I can. I downloaded the Couch to 5K app on my iPhone (the brown, FeltTip version, for those of you interested...) and calendar'ed the first three weeks of the program. I figure if it's on my calendar, I can mentally prep myself for it and say snobby things like "Sorry, I can't, I have a run scheduled." In all fairness, I am not actually at the "running" stage. The program starts you out with a combination of jogging and walking (wogging) with a 5 minute warm up and cool down. This is not the point, the point is that this self-declared non-runner is on track to being a runner. A high pony-tailed, skinner version of myself, that will run with my girlfriends for -- wait for it -- FUN because we can. I know, it makes me want to puke also, but baby steps.
Follow me through 9-weeks of training, that will culminate by running a 5K that is TBD.
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