So going back to the previous post, I mentioned that a few of us girls got to talking about running and 1/2 marathons. Well since the majority of the girls in the conversation were slightly less sober than I figured that all this whimsical discussion of running 13 miles would never be mentioned again….I was wrong.
Promptly on Monday I received an email linking to several running sites and instructions on where to find training schedules for beginners. I thought, “WAIT WAIT WAIT. We were serious? Seriously? Well crap!” So sweet readers I am now training for a half marathon…..13 bloody miles of nothing but running.
Ok lets break it down. I know how to physically run. I also like to fancy myself as a fairly good runner at that. I began running at an early age, our house keeper, Ms Ruth, would often use bell peppers in her cooking, so I would run through the house while sneaking bits and dodging being hit, I often chased after my older-younger brother when he chose not to obey my commands as the older sister. I have continued my dedication to the sport, but now I choose instead to be counted among the great sprinters. I sprint almost daily. When Kalie (the whippa-dore) takes off chasing a squirrel…across the road, when Colin is trying to tickle me or make me do something I do not want to do. This is my running history, my track of choice if you will. I do not however run non-stop for 13 miles. That’s like…a really long way.
So Runner’s World.com provided me with a “beginners training program.” In 8 weeks I will be able to run for 30 min straight….why? Why do I want to run for 30 min straight? I could just drive there! Colin informs me, “THAT is not the point.” Apparently, the point is to start an exercise program, from hell, and finish it.
I bought my first pair of running shoes yesterday….I now have shoes that would fit Big Foot. My dialogue with the shoe lady went something like this: “You want your shoes to be big. In long distances….are you ok ma’am?” “Yes, I’m fine. You were saying?” “Are you sure you are ok? You just turned sheet white, then green, then you shuddered.” “It was the words long distance coupled with the intent of running long distances.”
She fitted me with Brooks, I have a tendency to run on my toes–something about the 10 years of dancing–and these shoes are made for runners like me. So I’m blogging my experience of training for my first marathon, or should I say my first 8 weeks of torture–I mean of learning how to run here. Any comments or pointers are welcomed as I don’t have damn clue what the hell I’m doing.
Today is day three. This week I’m supposed to run for 1 min and walk 2 min then repeat 10x. I do this on Monday, Wednesday, Friday and GET THIS: Saturday!!!! I have to run on bloody Saturday! (I’ve got to learn to keep my bloody mouth shut!) Monday Colin and I ran, oh yeah did I mention Mr Fitness is doing this with me, he has 0 inclination to go easy, yesterday we did our whole “walk easy for 30 min,” now tonight we have to run again, and I already want to throw in the towel…..my new mantra: I like the thought of possibly maybe being in better shape that I might be in now-maybe.
Talk to me. Tell me how to beat the mental thing and how to become a better runner….I need all the help I can get.