JanaNanner
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Yesterday was, hands down, the most amazing experience I have had since I began my weight loss. During commercial breaks from workouts on FitTV, I try to keep moving. Yesterday during one, on a whim, I began to lightly jog around my house (and it's not a big house so, mind you, there was a lot of circling going on, haha). I was struck immediately by how effortless it felt. Back at the beginning of June before I hurt my back I had tried jogging at the track and it was labored and other than feeling accomplished for having done it, it was a completely different experience. Suddenly yesterday I knew I was ready to begin running (and that is when the chorus from "Ready to Run" by the Dixie Chicks got stuck in my head.
It was my theme song for the rest of the night, haha).
Later that day I went to the track. I decided I was going to alternate running a quarter of a lap and walking a quarter of a lap. My Dad, a runner himself, told me that I should walk the first lap to warm up but I honestly couldn't wait and after that first quarter lap walk, I broke out into a run.
... It was the single most amazing feeling ever. I felt like I was flying and my legs are so stunningly powerful. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to be doing and every time I hit that quarter lap to run, I payed close attention to my breathing, my stride, and my form, tweaking them because I could, because my focus was not "Oh God, I'm going to die... make it stop!" as it would have been in the past. What I was doing was not a stretch beyond my ability but a marvelous challenge that my body reveled in.
I am now addicted and fully anticipating my next opportunity to go running. <3 I am going to stick with alternating between quarter laps for now and in two or three weeks I will give half laps a try.
Edit: I now want good running shoes with a heartbreakingly tragic I-can-not-afford-them longing.
Later that day I went to the track. I decided I was going to alternate running a quarter of a lap and walking a quarter of a lap. My Dad, a runner himself, told me that I should walk the first lap to warm up but I honestly couldn't wait and after that first quarter lap walk, I broke out into a run.
... It was the single most amazing feeling ever. I felt like I was flying and my legs are so stunningly powerful. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to be doing and every time I hit that quarter lap to run, I payed close attention to my breathing, my stride, and my form, tweaking them because I could, because my focus was not "Oh God, I'm going to die... make it stop!" as it would have been in the past. What I was doing was not a stretch beyond my ability but a marvelous challenge that my body reveled in.
I am now addicted and fully anticipating my next opportunity to go running. <3 I am going to stick with alternating between quarter laps for now and in two or three weeks I will give half laps a try.
Edit: I now want good running shoes with a heartbreakingly tragic I-can-not-afford-them longing.
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