Couch to 5K: 2.2

Week Two, Day Two

Date: March282, 2011
Weight:
Weather: overcast, light rain.
Program: Alternate jogging 90-seconds and walking two minutes for 20 minutes, with five minute warm-up and cool down walk.

This wog was originally scheduled for last Thursday morning, unfortunately my roommate and I decided to drink wine. During this time I checked the aero bed for leaks while said roommate laughed at my actions. As it happens, deflating an aero-bed requires more effort than I would like it to. So since I spent my Wednesday doing this, and not packing, I had to forfeit my wog Thursday morning wog. Priorities, no?

Pack for what, you ask? I went for a weekend mini-vacation up to Whistler for some snowboarding, hot tubbing and your typical 20-something party. Here is how I spent my Saturday morning, IF you were curious -->

Yes - I sat in that hot tub, drinking iced coffee and admiring the gorgeous mountain ahead. Ah, the life. Part of my decision to relax hot tub style was inspired by the simple fact that my calves were (and still are) so tight that it makes long spouts of immobility painful. Though Friday on the mountain was a beautiful blue bird day, I rode out about six cat tracks -- for which I paid the toll. Hence, my tight muscles.

I also managed to fall on my bum three plus times, all of which made me wish I was traveling with a donut pillow.

So, today was a mental battle to get out for my wog. By the time I got home it was after six, and the weather was confused - raining then not. The rain stopped, and unsure of how long this would last, since it was sure to start up again, I toyed with postponing. Once again, manfriend comes to the rescue, threatening to pull a silent treatment on me if I skipped. "Stick with your program!!" Sometimes people that go to the gym religiously really bug me.

Regardless, he was right. And out I went. I tried a new route today, going south rather than north. The change in scenery kept me moving, and my route was much flatter this time around, which helped. Not once did I feel the need to fake an asthma attack, catch a bus or hail a cab. Once I got to the halfway point, I was feeling loose and motivated - proud that I was able to come off a three-day vacation strong.

Thursday I leave for another trip, this time to Austin for work, and am planning on packing my LunarGlides...just trying to figure out how early I actually have to get up in order to beat the Texas heat. Grrrr....at least my calves feel like they've loosened up.

Couch to 5K: 2.1

Week Two, Day One 

Date: March 22, 2011
Weight: +/- 0 (we'll call today our starting weight)
Weather: clear, beautiful night.
Program: Alternate jogging 90-seconds and walking two minutes for 20 minutes, with five minute warm-up and cool down walk.

Week Two!! Something about the start of a new program week is a combination of excitement, a little fear and a wee bit of nervousness. Really though, how hard can 90-seconds be? It's only 1.5x of what I was kicking ass at before.

I almost, almost skipped my wog because I had just spent 40+ minutes on the phone with my bestie playing ultimate catch up and was feeling like said wog could be done tomorrow. Tomorrow is where dreams go to die, btw. Manfriend poked me in the side (y'know , the squishy part) and said "change and go for your wog. WOG!" So, I changed.

H'okay, here's the thing. I wasn't paying attention to my route and ended up wogging a hilly neighborhood. I don't mean gentle rolling hills, nor do I mean mountains - but somewhere in the middle. Somewhere a person who previously ran only to secure a cute pair of shoes on sale should probably reconsider before bounding off into the world of unknown inclines. Alas, once I started there was no stopping. And 90-seconds was not killer, though it did get my lungs going. I tried my best to time my running on flat surfaces with my walking on the hilly portions. This worked for my first two sets...of six.

The third set I found myself jogging up a hill, karaoke-ing to Britney's Hit Me Baby, One More Time. (Are you seeing a pattern here?) You would not believe how happy I was to get to the top of that hill, then hear my C25k app ::beep:: and say "walk now." It was a short-lived (try 2 minutes) victory that was soon forgotten as I approached a much steeper hill.

Maybe now would be a good day to fake an asthma attack?

Black Eyed Peas Imma Be came on and I jogged my way to the top. Charlie Sheen would say, "WINNING."

Oh, a bus going the opposite direction...I could flag it down. Out of Service?! Ugh.

I was four sets down when I managed to hit yet another hill on set five. Two tweens passed me on their way down, and I am pretty sure thought, "why is that girl running so slowly and wheezing 'asthma' under her breath?" Pshhh...shortly thereafter my trusty iPhone died leaving me music and instruction-less. I guesstimated my last 2-minute walk, then finally was blessed with a flat stretch of pavement to finish a strong jog on (while singing in my head.) Flat pavement is waaaaaay easier to jog on. Seriously.