Back in January, I started running. Well, I attempted to run. It was okay for the first month or two. Nothing huge, I was doing it six days a week and doing all right. The first day I thought I would have a heart attack, but it got a little better. Not much, but a little. I did this every single day (except the ones I didn’t run at all) and it never seemed to get any better. In April I was just as out of breath as I was in January. I’m sure there must be a reason for it, right? Maybe I was running wrong. Can you run wrong? I admit I did little more than a jog, but I thought I was building up to it.
At the beginning of April I gave up on it. I wasn’t losing any weight, instead I was gaining. I was so hungry after I ran, even though I ate a little before I ran. I don’t know what I was doing wrong, but it was something. I worried it was my heart because I have had a heart attack in the past. I discussed all of this with my doctor, and he checked. Everything was wonderful. In fact, I discussed running with him before I began and he thought it would be an excellent idea. As long as I started out slow, which I did.
It Doesn’t Get Easier
After doing some research, I discovered it doesn’t get easier. Wait, what? It doesn’t get easier, and I gave up when I might have been accomplishing being a runner. Now I want to break down and have a cry. I’m talking a full on ugly sort of cry. If I had kept going, it might have got better. Not easier, but better. Every piece of research I said there would be days where it seemed easier. I would run and feel great. Most of the time I would feel give out and like I needed to cough up a lung. Okay, maybe not that bad, but I swear it was a close thing.
The trick about it all is not that the running has gotten easier, it is that you have gotten stronger. That sounds outstanding. Except I don’t think I was getting string. I mean, I was still putting on weight and none of it felt like muscle. I’m left wondering if I was getting stronger, maybe putting on muscle, and it just felt like I wasn’t. This has all been so eye opening and heartbreaking.
I’m left with the choice of starting again and keeping with it or just giving up. It’s summer at the moment and summer in the south can be hell. So maybe I should wait until the weather cools a little. I have a hard time just walking in the summer heat. Plus, I am traveling soon, which will put a change in my schedule.
Don’t you just love all my excuses. That is what they are and I need to find my way around them. I know that I kept my base mileage at the same when I was running. Even if I had a day where I ran less than I planned, I kept the minimum always. It took me two weeks to build up to what I called my minimum and refused to back slide below that.
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