I’ve officially lost my mind.
You may have thought it’d already been lost, but now it’s official.
I signed up for Couch-to-5k yesterday.
I’ll give you a minute to stop laughing.
Now, I’ve never run IN MY LIFE. They tried to make me in PE and stuff when I was in school, but I always weaseled out of it. I could make it about halfway around the track and when I got to the other side, I would make running motions but really, I was walking.
If you’ve paid attention, you’ll know I’ve been seeing a rheumatologist for the last 6 months or so. My joints swell and hurt and in general, give me fits. I’m on some good medicine that helps with that but even just pretending I was going to start doing something that had any impact is startling to me.
I woke up yesterday and for some reason, I just signed up. Then I realized it was National Running Day so I’m pretending I knew that and was celebrating.
I downloaded the app and all that jazz. Talked to some folks who’ve done it and got some tips to be successful.
Henry went with me on Day 1. Really it’s day -2 because I’m starting Week 1 Day 1 on Monday. I figured I would do half of W1D1 twice before I started for real. I like to practice and all before I start something.
I learned a few lessons today and thought I would share them with you.
- I’m out of shape. This should come as a surprise to no one. I’ve gained weight and haven’t exercised in forever. It’s not a secret. Really, just saying “I’m out of shape” is a gross misinterpretation of the real facts. I’m COMPLETELY AND FRIGHTENINGLY out of shape. But whatever. That ends today.
- People are not kidding when they say “get shoes that have been fitted for you.” Why? Because sneakers that are 7 years old are crap. End of story. I’m going to get new ones (fitted for me) today.
- My toe is definitely broken. But I don’t care. I mean, what are they going to do for it? Nothing. So I’m not going in to see anybody. It’s no big deal. That’s what Advil was made for, right?
- Kids are born in shape. Seriously. I’ve realized that just like kids don’t know when it’s super hot or super cold, they’re also born in shape. Henry ran circles around me (literally) and didn’t even break a sweat. I was like, “Henry,
I think I’m dyingI have to walk for a minute” and he’s like “Hold my hand, I have super powers that will make you be able to jog.” Nope, son, you don’t. So people, keep your kids active. They’re born in shape and if they get used to jogging or something, maybe they’ll never stop doing it.
- Walking a mile (one way) to find Jim Cantore in 50mph winds on sand is waaaaaaay easier than walking/jogging on the sidewalk for 1.67 miles. I think the moral of this story is that Jim Cantore should always be at the end of my run so I can have something to look forward to.
- And last but not least, Starbucks tastes freaking AMAZING as a reward at the end of the walk/jog. Don’t worry, it was a non-fat chai so it’s all good. And we had to walk a half a mile home, so there’s that. I totally worked it all off anyway!
So the good news is that I’m still alive. I’m excited about starting this and have only set one real goal.
I want to be able to take a nice jog in Central Park when I’m in New York for BlogHer. That’s it. I don’t foresee any marathons or half marathons, but who knows? I do know to never say never.