It’s no denying that I’m lazy. And overweight. I’m just doing my best as an American. Fat, lazy, and living the dream.
This will be the THIRD time I’ve restarted the Couch to 5k program. For those unfamiliar, it’s a program designed to get up from couch potato mode to running a 5k marathon in about nine weeks.
Sounds easy enough, right?
Nope. It’s not that easy. Especially when your knees hate you.
The first time I started this I stuck with it pretty well. And then by about week 5 I just couldn’t move forward. I found myself repeating week 5 over and over again (which is encouraged!) So, I took a break. I decided that some people just aren’t runners. I still believe that to be true, but for myself, someone who used to be in amazing shape, I needed to prove to my knees and ankles that I wasn’t going to let a few excruciating pains stop me.
So, I started again. I took about a 6 month break. This time, from the start, I ran on a treadmill. Before, I ran outside, and my neighborhood is very hilly. I thought maybe that had something to do with it. So, treadmill it was.
Yeah, week 3 saw me about four times before I said screw it and grabbed a bag of potato chips.
But this time folks, I have a blog. I can inundate you with annoying updates about things no one gives a shit about! How glorious! You’re welcome in advance.
So, sit down, grab a beer and a pint of ice cream and watch me run. Slowly. Verrrry slowly. In fact, I don’t even know if it counts as running.
Each week I’ll update you with my progress (or lack there of) and each week you can tell me to stop being a giant baby and just run already.
That’s right folks. 345 words about how I’m going to run. I probably wouldn’t be so fat if I just ran, instead of telling internet strangers I’m going to run.