The Big Run

I woke up this morning and thought to myself, "Damn, today is the day."  So I rolled, and I mean I really rolled because I was so warm underneath my red blanket and for some reason the heat was down to 71?!?! Yeah so I got up walked to the front door and looked outside and it looked a bit icy, so I decided to do my 3 mile walk workout video instead of walking outside. Now before you start thinking, "Oh she punked out-punk!" I did not punk out, I just made an executive decision to switch my running to the evening. So I left work at 415,  picked up Maylin from daycare, went home and changed into my running gear, left Maylin with my mom, and headed out the door ah around 530 ish. Now if you noticed, there are pictures of proof- I thought since this was my first run I would commerate the occasion with pictures. I would have had some of me running, but my sister wouldn't cooperate with me and only took the one of me by the door, after much begging and pleading. By the way, she laughed when I told her that I was going to go run a mile and that it would take me a half-hour. (Miss I-can-run-9-miles-in-one-hour-and-blah-blah-minutes ) Side note: Wow, ok so I was trying to find an emoticon to depict my moon and I gotta tell ya, some of those emoticons scare me...seriously.

Now my neighborhood is HUGE right, so the section I live in is roughly a mile. So I started out running at a somewhat slow pace, I wanted to pick up speed gradually- didn't want to send my body into shock. Immediately as I began to run I felt the cold air rushing into my lungs at a much faster pace than when I'm walking so I had to take really big and deep breaths because it was getting a bit harder to breathe. Then my ankles started aching and the pain moved up to my thighs and that was only 10 minutes into running , so I was like "Dang, push it through Lex!" I thought I stretched enough beforehand but I guess not, so I was really pushing to get through the last 5 minutes. Then I slowed down to my normal walking pace, which was like heaven- I could breathe easier and the pain in my thighs and ankles started to subside. I took in my surroundings and felt happy to be alive. I emptied my mind, as much as I could, as I normally do when I'm walking and tried to just think of nothing. I love this time- no noise, no work, no baby (even though I love my Maylin to pieces). Just me and the wind and the air and the snow. Towards the end of my run/walk, I began to feel raindrops falling on my face. I was on such a high from being outside, I was all, "Bring it on!" But then I realized, "Oh crap I still have a ways to go...no no don't bring it on!" The raindrops started to get heavier and drop faster and I was thinking, "Man, now I'm really gonna have to run...and my hair!" LOL I made it though, just as I put the garage door down I heard the rain start to pelt.

I have mixed feelings about the running. I didn't get any adrenaline rush or any high. I guess I am too early in the game to really make a decision as to whether or not I like it beyond just for exercise. I'm gonna stick with it though. I figure I will do my usual walking every morning, indoors or outdoors and then I will add in the running part every Monday till I can actually run a whole mile. Then we'll go from there.

So now I am going to go finish watching Dance Wars and eat some pumpkin spice cake w/vanilla bean ice cream. I think I deserve it, don't you?