Couch 2 5k Week 3
I’m not quite finished with Week 3 – I’m two runs in. It’s only to be expected that the programme will make leaps ahead but somehow the 90 seconds to 3 mins transition feels harder than it should. Perhaps it will make next week – whatever that entails – feel easier.
I’m trying to remind myself that I usually get a second wind during a run which gets rid of the initial aches and resistance that my shins are screaming about.
I tell myself afterwards – see? You survived. And you feel ok. Stiffness is not pain.
I ignore the feeling that someone has strapped buckets of jelly to my arse and get on with it, in the hopes that some day soon I won’t be schlepping quite so much of myself around the park.
I put the weight issues aside, and remind myself that my poor little heart must be working overtime and that cardiovascular fitness is as important as fitting into those jeans.
I promise to run every other day til I’m at the 5k.
