Inspired by Lacey, Andrew and I began the Couch to 5K running program this weekend. Alternating between 90 seconds of jogging and a minute of walking for a total of 20 minutes seems like an easy way to build up some endurance. I say seems because I was pretty sure I was going to die towards the end of the first run.
I came to a horrible realization while trying to catch my breath.
"I'm so out of shape," I said to Andrew as I huffed and puffed. "Wait! I've never been in shape. So I guess I can't be out of shape... I guess I'm just me."
How can I almost be 25 and have never once been able to keep up with a fitness program? This is the only body I have. How am I supposed to live forever if I get winded jogging for measly 90 second bursts?
After the run, Andrew whipped up some lox omelets, fake bacon (not incredibly yummy), and sourdough toast. If he keeps plying me with delicious foods, I might be able to be bribed to keep up the running... at least until the cold renders my lungs useless.
Tuesday is day two of the program. Please give me your support. I know there are a lot of runners out there in blogland. I need all the encouragement I can get.
In other news, you may have noticed my new bling bling. I'm the newest member of the AllTop Twenty Something family.
P.S. Oh man. Who else is looking forward to the VP debates Thursday? So incredibly giddy about it.