Yesterday morning I finished week 4 of Couch to 5k. That's 12 days. Still almost halfway there.
Stats for this week are interesting. Everyday, I basically did the same thing:
33 minutes (I tagged on extra cool down time because I needed it)
2.15 miles each time
3.9 average mph.
Total couch to 5k mileage for the week: 6.45 miles.
Grand total for all 4 weeks: 22.97 miles.
Why am I doing this?
I am doing this because I want to know that I can run in the event of a zombie apocalypse.
I am doing this because I want to know that I can do it. I've always hated running. I did the mile warm-ups when I rowed in college because you do what you have to do to do what you love. I loved rowing.
I'm doing this because it will hold me more accountable to myself for a workout schedule. And I don't want to wake up at 6 in the morning to do P90X. 6:30 a.m. is a much better time for me, at least in these first few weeks where 30 minutes on a treadmill is totally doable (yes, I know I'll eventually have to go outside) and I know I'll either have to wake-up earlier to fit in the 45 minute sessions, or iron my clothes the night before to save morning prep time. I am perfectly capable of bursting my own bubble.
In short it's all about me. Not a self-centered "I need to look hot in hot shorts" all about me. But a "honest understanding of the fact that my future depends on it" all about me. (I might still be talking about zombie apocalypses here. If you aren't watching AMC's the Walking Dead, you are missing out.)
And no one likes a quitter. Except the zombies.
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