Remember when MB and I started the Couch to 5K program? We were pretty much kicking ass. I mean, it was hard as hell and I learned that I really don't know how to breathe. But, we felt great. We were getting lean and in shape and looking good.
Then, MB got injured. No, I didn't push him down during a run while he mocked me for spitting on him (running is super sexy, btw). Don't get me wrong. I was tempted. I would never do it though. There are too many spiders to kill in my house. MB is needed.
Anyeek, he ended up with an ankle injury and had to go to physical therapy and everything. It was pretty serious. He's all better now though and we were ready to run.
Well, he's been better for awhile but we weren't ready to run until now. It seems we really hung on to the 'hard as hell' parts of running rather than the 'getting lean and in shape and looking good' parts.
So, as we have been slapped in the face with the reality that we are going to have to squeeze our fat asses into tuxes and gowns and whatnot for the future nuptials, we decided we were ready to run again.
Call us vain. Call us shallow. Whatever.
It's not all about looking good in foofy tulle covered dresses (okay, it is all about that for MB, heehee). We also want to feel good again. We want to be healthy. We don't want to have to stop and sit down halfway through our first dance. We don't want to keel over from a heart attack after we get the catering bill.
Well, that might happen anyway. That sh*t is expensive!
Anywaitbaconwrappedscallopsarehowmuch!?, we hit the pavement for C25K The Sequel yesterday.
We are running based on times rather than distances. It's how we did it before and it worked out pretty well. Plus, I think we both enjoy being able to count down how many seconds we have left to run.
When we did C25K the first time, we kind of sucked. Our first day didn't get us very far around the neighborhood at all. We stopped a lot and may not have even run one full segment on that first day.
Yesterday? We kicked ass!
The first day involves walking a 5 minute warm up, then alternating 60 seconds of jogging with 90 seconds of walking for a total of 20 minutes.
We ran every single segment all the way through. We didn't stop once. Neither of us even felt like stopping. We weren't bent over in the grass heaving and panting. We were running.
We were running like the wind.
Or more like breaking wind as we ran.
Yeah. We ate dinner before running because I was starving and needed food before doing anything else or I would've passed out. I whipped up some pasta with italian sausage, tomatoes, spinach and garlic.
Full bellies and a lot of jostling. Not the best combination.
I may have farted on some of the neighborhood hooligans and I don't even care. Until they retaliate by slashing my tires.
Then, I'll care.
Anywhydontwehavebeanointhehouse, we kicked ass. We got farther around the neighborhood than we ever dreamed of on day 1 of C25K Part I. This means we were running faster. Keeping up a good pace. Making great time.
I feel just a little bit leaner today because of it. I'm sure that's delusional since I didn't shed 37 pounds since yesterday. It doesn't matter. I feel good and that's what this is all about.
So, we are going to hit the pavement again Wednesday for Day Two of C25K Part II and I'm looking forward to it.
Foof and tulle? Here I come!
Note to self: Don't wear your spanx pants on Day Two. They only roll down as you run, making your fat belly seem even fatter as it spreads out over the spanx secured lower half of your body.