In spite of efforts of others,wife, family, friends, co-workers to categorize and label me, I proudly proclaim myself as #NOTARUNNER…
WTF am I doing out here?”
I started in July 2016, doing a C2K, then a C2K Level 2, then started a 10K Level I starting that program around Week 4. A couple of weeks into that 10K I was peer pressured by #RUNNERS into signing up for a Half Marathon which hits in 5/2017.
I started that training regimen which brings us to today.
To date (2/11/2017) I have completed 5 5K’s races #JEWELRYCOLLECTOR and have a longest run of a hair less than 8miles.
When I started, my mixed run walk, mostly walk, mile pace was 18 minutes.
My current pace is 12 minutes a mile for greater than 5K’s and 11 minutes a mile for 5K’s.
My fastest mile is 9:37.
I’ve been around for 5 decades and while active with sports, paintball, and yes running in my teens and 20’s, in the last 20 years it’s been mostly a sedentary white collar married with kids lifestyle. The running in my 20’s was all fueled by being single. And let’s face it, more girls find being fit attractive than the girls who don’t. So running was very much just a human version of the male peacock’s plumage and a way to be not single, at least occasionally.
In the last 5 months I’ve lost 60+lbs (which helps explain my starting pace eh?). And yes I know July to January is 7 months but the first couple of months I didn’t really lose much at all in terms of what showed on the scale. That weight loss was done by tracking calories and at each stall point the base calories were reduced by 10%. Calories burned in running were added to the base calorie allotment.
In the time frame that I’ve been running I’ve come to realize that running isn’t enjoyable for me. Shocking I know for all you #RUNNER’s.
I know you may know otherwise, the whole joy in life is putting on your shoes and hitting the street or trail and for you that’s true.
For me, the results of running can be something to be enjoyed, but the act of running itself? Not so much.
I share this information as it shows that everyone has to start somewhere so don’t stress it. Don’t worry if you don’t get that unicorn, the ‘runners high’, I’ve never caught a whiff of it, don’t worry if after 6 months of running you still hit a wall at the first half mile or so where you ask yourself, “WTF am I doing out here?”
Because neighbors I’ll be metaphysically right there at your side going WTF.
You hear this spouted ad naseum but truly the important thing is to just get out there and do. Yes it’s going to suck. It may stay full of suck for you. It may get better. You may get that runner’s high, you may find you enjoy the effort and pain of pushing your body to it’s current limit. Or you may be like me and proudly proclaim your #NOTARUNNER status.
But every day barring 1 day (surgery and a 38 hour straight work ‘day’ combined) for the last 6+months I’ve been out on my stupidly expensive shoes doing whatever my training schedule has told my stupidly expensive watch to tell me to do. And if I can do it, in spite of my walls and my moments of “OMFG this sucks ass” then I’m sorry to say, you can too.
We’ll see where tomorrow takes us…