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Is it all relative?
Today I’m about at the halfway point of the couch to 5k running program. If you don’t know what that is, check out here … Basically it’s a program to get you from not running at all to running a 5k in 8 weeks.
So anyway, today I warmed up with a 5-minute walk then did the week 4 training — ran 3 minutes, walked 1.5, ran 5, walked 2.5 then repeat.
And it was hard. I feel like such a whimp. I felt like the last three weeks were very manageable, but suddenly I’m running 16 minutes, and that’s a lot to me. But it’s not even 16 minutes in a row. Am I really that out of shape?
For the most part I just tell myself, it’s all relative. Only compare my success to my last week’s instead of other people. But it’s kinda hard when a 60+ old man is doing laps around me at the gym.
I don’t feel like I’m out of shape. I was actually a little offended by the program’s name — it’s not like I’ve just been sitting around on my couch. I actually do walk a few times a week, I have a toddler and a wii fit.
Sometimes I wonder if you just either have the running gene or you don’t. I remember the dreaded day in highschool gym class when you had to run a mile for some fitness test. I think I even walked some of it then.
Oh well, I know I can do it. I actually did it once before. In California, maybe about 5 years ago. I actually ran 3.1 miles in a 5k race, and I didn’t die. But I did have some children and old people pass me then too.
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I agree. You either have it or you don’t. I tried like hell to get it and it never really took. Oh well. At least I tried right?
Keep on trying Erin! I actually think this walk/run/walk/run program is harder than just running for a set amount of time and increasing the time each week. You will burn more calories with this formula, though. You should buy a cute new running outfit. That always helps me. And then you’ll at least look cuter than those who pass you.
At least you’re out there running, I am still planted firmly on the metaphoric “Couch”. In fact, I think my bones may be liquefying from my extreme lack of exercise.