Sure, I get a sense of achievement after I have run but I don’t love it when I’m running and I still work myself up before the run. The Couch to 5k gives you the opportunity to enrol in a forum which appears to be a lovely community full of optimistic, happy and encouraging members. The majority of ‘graduates’ swearing by the fact that you will become hooked.
It’s Monday (26th Feb) evening, I need to get on with Couch to 5k because I skipped Friday but I currently have a mantra running through my head screaming ‘I don’t want to do this, I don’t want to do this, I REALLY don’t want to do this’. It’s my internal, whining child voice that just wants to throw myself on the floor and ‘scream and scream until I’m sick’. Actually, I don’t think it was even an internal voice at this point.
There are three different runs this week, run one: a brisk five-minute walk, then five minutes of running, three minutes of walking, five minutes of running, three minutes of walking and five minutes of running. Run two: a brisk five-minute walk, then eight minutes of running, five minutes of walking and eight minutes of running. Run three: a brisk five-minute walk, then 20 minutes of running, with no walking.
I’m an event’s organiser (amongst many other things) and because of that I really feel I should be more organised with my personal ‘stuff’. With Couch to 5K I’m literally stumbling from one run to the next with no plan. I feel like I should be using Strava, recording my stats properly and taking better photos but to be honest I get busy and forget.
For your three runs in week four, you will begin with a brisk five-minute walk, then three minutes of running, one-and-a-half minutes of walking, five minutes of running, two-and-a-half minutes of walking, three minutes of running, one-and-a-half minutes of walking and five minutes of running.
So, the conclusion after an awesome coaching session with Jude Palmer from Run Surrey Hills on Monday was that JR and I are both definitely closer to running a full 5k than either of us would have predicted. It was good to hear as both of us were struggling with whether we were actually making progress or not.
Today was my blue Monday. I’m tired, grumpy, hormonal, bloated and I don’t want to run... I could go on. It was my husband’s birthday last week and I ate out no less than five times. I didn’t lose any weight. I’m annoyed. I shouldn’t be because I didn’t put on any either and given the starters, mains and delicious puddings I consumed, that in itself is an achievement.