My Couch to 5K Diary: A new plan
I hate running*.
This is supposed to be my recap of week 7. Unfortunately, between a work retreat and a swollen ankle, I didn't run this week. And then I started thinking of what I was really doing. Here's what I came up with:
- I still hate running. Sure, I love the feeling of accomplishment I get after completing a run. And I like the feeling of being addicted to that feeling, but...
- I definitely don't lose myself in running. Or feel a "high" from it. Or ever stop feeling like "I hate every moment of this."
- Running is f&cking hard. It's hard on your ankles and on your knees. And when every step feels like torture you start to wonder why you're really doing this. There are so many other efficient uses of time.
- I questioned what my goal really is. At first, I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it. That I could teach myself -- someone who couldn't run more than a minute at a time -- to run farther and farther until I could do a 5K. Well, I didn't hit 5K, but I did run a mile straight, which is a huge accomplishment for me.
- I'm not a runner. Never will be. My focus should be on overall fitness and health, not sticking with one method that I don't even enjoy. I think success is more about variety: running AND walking; cardio AND strength training; eating AND drinking.
- Once I become fitter, I will add more and more running back into my routine to see if it becomes any easier. And at that point I will think about doing a 5K.
So that's it my friends. I didn't accomplish my original goal, but hit another goal and learned a little along the way. It was hard, but it was worth it.
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