I couldn’t run for one whole minute. 1 minute. There isn’t even a song that short? I failed so hard on my first run that I wanted to cry , not only because I was exhausted and in pain but because I was so bad at running.
I never use to be, I was quite a sporty kid, I played for my team, I was even part of a running club as a kid! Now I couldn’t even run for one minute.
Why one minute? Because the stupid ‘easy’ couch to 5k app made me run for one minute and walk for two on repeat for half an hour. That was two and a half years ago. But I still remember it so strongly I can physically be transported back to that memory , gasping for breath as I ranted to my boyfriend how shit it was, how I needed help getting out of my shoes and how ugly I was.
I wasn’t but it took a lot of convincing and bribes to go out for another run. I don’t remember how I did it, I just wanted to do better. I new eventually it wouldn’t be hell on earth. Hadn’t all those videos and articles mentioned eventually you love to run? I wanted that. I wanted to be able to run.
I probably look like a freak when I run, I want to think I look like I am going into battle as a spartan warrior but I probably look pissed off. Look aside I can now run for more than a minute. I can actually run for 40minutes on a good day! But it wasn’t easy.
How did I do it? The power of friendship! – sort of.
I convinced my friends to run. I was THAT friend that proposed we did a sport to motivate each other, and it really helped initially, setting a date and time to run around town really helped me physically go on the runs and suffer through our synced audio tapes on C25K. Bless you Gina and Libby thanks for your perserverance. But life gets in the way and eventually we stopped group running. Admittadly a pandemic hit the nation and I had to move across the country but it also fizzled out. I kept going purely because I couldn’t face another run that left me feeling so defeated.
I kept going through lockdown and personal drama about moving aside I was lucky enough to move into a house with a free treadmill. This changed everything. I am NOT saying you need to go buy one, I was more than determined to go outside for my running routes, but living in England it certainly helps. As my friends messaged about not being able to run because it was so stormy I was feeling pretty smug about watching Bridgerton from our garage while I tried to run.
This isn’t a blog about me being smug or showing off. This is to show EVERYONE that you can run. It might be hell, it might make you feel so sad you cry for a week. It will deffinatly hurt. But you will get there. And I can’t believe it but it’s true. You eventually like the feeling of running. I vaguly remember an article about your body getting to use to running and the andorphines it produces that you associate exercise with those emotions and you no longer hate it. Well some times you still do but it gets better.
So please, get some good running shoes and gel insoles ( from my own experience) and maybe try running.
Well its good for you. It is the best way to burn calories , the best way to move your body to become a healthier verison. It is great for lots of horrible diseases, helps with circulation, cholesterol, bone density and loads of other things. But I actually kept running because of my mind. I soon found running helped me blow off my steam and clear my mind. It helps me process my day or whats bothering me and it especially helps me when I feel anxious. Which has happened a lot recently. It still helps and when I get myself into knots I go for a run and I always come back feeling better and realising the world isn’t perfect and that my thoughts where just mindless worries.
So maybe try it? If not I hope this was amusing.