I had an epiphany today. (On a side note, isn’t ‘epiphany’ a fantastic word?)
I did C25K Week 3, Day 1 today. I finished Week 2 yesterday and was feeling pretty fantastic. Today, it’s so beautiful outside that I *couldn’t* just sit inside on my break this morning. So, I put on my adidas pants, running shoes, and t-shirt, and decided to take a walk. I was hemming and hawing over whether to just walk or do C25K. I walked to my grandma’s house (30 minute walk. She wasn’t home. *sadness.*) and then as I turned around to come back, I figured “why not?”
So iPpy McSkinny was switched from the gym playlist to the C25K application. I began week three. Week three is a 5 minute warm-up walk, then 90 seconds jogging/running and 3 minutes jogging/running (2x) then a 5 minute cool-down. The 90 second run wasn’t terrible, and neither was the first 3-minute run.
For the first three minute run, I gave myself little milestones….”Just make it to that telephone pole…ok, now to that mailbox….Ok, to that road…” and I made it, and it wasn’t terrible.
The second 3-minute run, however, was excruciating. I got almost 2 minutes in and thought, “Oh, dear God, must rest or die here on the side of the road.” I was having visions of my poor mom driving home from work and finding me splayed out on the side of the road, Korean pop still blaring in my ears.
So, still running, I went to pause iPpy McSkinny and take a breather. iPpy McSkinny, however, wasn’t cooperating. For some reason, I couldn’t figure out how to pause it. Then it occurred to me – my big epiphany for the week – I thought, “Kristen, you have one minute left. You can do ANYTHING for one minute. It’s 60 measly seconds. Put your big girl pants on and just do it.”
So, eyes on the countdown the whole time, I slowed down my running a tad, but I finished the second 3-minute run, albeit with a minor cramp in my side. I did the 5 minute cool-down walk, and by the time the little bell dinged in my ear to tell me my workout was done, I was standing in my front yard.
If I had stopped with 60 seconds to go, I’d have felt like a miserable human being. I’d feel totally craptastic FOR DAYS, tell myself I’m not meant to run, and maybe stop doing C25K altogether. And probably would have eaten the moose tracks ice cream in the freezer for breakfast…
But I didn’t. And I feel *amazing.*
This also made me realize I can apply this thinking to my WW plan. When I think of being on WW for life, sometimes I get really depressed. Now, if I think “Ok, TODAY, for these 24 hours, I will eat healthy and be on plan” it seems much more manageable and less stress-inducing. Does anyone else think of it that way?