i wanted to stop so many times tonight. i just wanted to quit and give these stupid shoes away. any takers?
this week's first workout called for a five minute warm up followed by seven sets of 3 minutes running/2 minutes walking and a five minute cool down.
the first three-minute run was awful. my lungs tried coming out through my mouth. my heart would've been close behind had the lungs shown it the way. the two-minute walk was not enough to get things back under control.
i cried when i had to start running again. okay, i didn't literally cry, but i wanted to. i pushed through it and ran another three minutes and another three and another and another and another. i actually shouted "shut up!" out loud once. i was not going to let the voices win.
then suddenly it was over. i had made it through the last three-minute run and i could walk back home. i could cool down. i had five and half blocks to walk and five minutes to do it. no way i was going to make it in time, so i ran some more. i didn't have to run more, but i did. i ran a block, walked a block, then ran just over two blocks before walking to my front door...the victor!
take that stupid voices! and, no, the shoes aren't up for grabs. not yet.