I just have some random thoughts buzzing through my head on this whole running thing. As I was running last night I was asking myself why I was doing it. Let's face it, when you are my size (I have over 60 kgs to lose) running hurts... It hurts your feet, your knees, your legs, your glutes, your calves. Your lungs scream for mercy and at one point last night I actually thought that my heart was going to break free of my rib cage it was pounding so hard.
So the question is why.
And I think I figured it out. Despite the agony at the time, in some bizarre, macabre sort of way, I actually enjoy it. I have no idea why - perhaps I have some otherwise undiscovered masochistic tendencies. But I get a great deal of satisfaction out of pounding the pavement and moving my body in that (painful) way.
Last nights run was hard. I felt really tight in the legs. Particularly my hamstrings. I think I need to start stretching before a run. I always stretch after, but perhaps that isn't enough. I did my 6 minutes then my 4 minutes. And I tried to push the walking times a bit harder. It went well. I knocked a minute off my last time. I have something different (hopefully) planned for Thursday. I'll fill you in after it's done.
1) Drink water
2) Eat healthy
3) Order a peppermint tea tonight (Em, you're gonna hafta help me here)
4) Start tidying my workspace
5) Pack a box for storage