Like I said before, I am NOT a runner. Never have been and never wanted to be. Before I decided to run a half marathon, I had approximately ran 10 times. Before I had my oldest daughter, who is now 3 1/2, I was in fantastic shape. I loved going to the gym. But I always despised cardio. I avoided it like the plaque. I have never believed in dieting. Its not for me. I exercise so I can eat whatever I want. But with that being said, I do eat pretty healthy. I don't eat fast food. But by God, if I want to cook up some country fried steak, I'm gonna fry it up and enjoy every morsel. I won't feel guilty because I don't eat like that very often. My guiltiest pleasures are Diet Coke and my WINE.
Like I said, I am 17 weeks postpartum and need to get rid of the jiggle. Lets be honest, it's not pretty and thank God for clothes!! The first time I ran was 3/2/2013. I walked/jogged/staggered 1.25 miles in 16:43 mins. By the time I made it home, I was dizzy and pretty sure I was going to vomit everywhere. My head felt like it was going to explode. Immediately after walking in the house from the "run", I had to walk back out and sit down on the steps. A little worried I was going to pass out and fall down them head first. I was finally able to gain my composure enough to return inside but to walk straight to the couch to continue sitting, where I remained for about a half hour. I thought I was going to die. I was in PAIN and I DID NOT like it. But can you believe it.....the next day I did it again. And it took even longer, 16:47 mins. But it didn't hurt as bad. 8 runs later and my best time is 14:45 min. The reason I decided to start running was because of my lack of time. I have P90X and INSANITY but lets be honest, who the hell has that kind of time? So running became my best option to lose the baby weight and to tone up. I could handle 15 mins a day. Sounds pathetic, doesn't it? My ultimate goal is to cross the finish line....conscious!
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