OK so I am not the most athletic person. Growing up we had all the PE tests at school which I dreaded. The worst was (cue JAWS music)....the mile. Every spring and fall I would beg my mom to let me stay home "sick" on the mile day. Even with tears and promising to clean my room every day she never budged. So I dreaded it for weeks and always came in dead last. My aversion to PE also influenced my choice of high school. Most normal people choose a high school based on academics, athletics, reputation, and maybe even because all their friends are going there. But for me I took into consideration another factor-the fact that a particular school did not require PE (you could take dance instead).....so that is how I found my high school. While my brother and sister played every sport imaginable, I took art. Definitely got the shallow end of the athletic gene pool.
This doesn't even take into account my klutziness. I have successfully broken my foot three times in the last 10 years while not playing sports. The first time was at a amusement park and the second on a trampoline in front of my entire family at my high school graduation party. The third I hate to admit was very recently (like in March). I was salsa dancing, I mean ummm walking down the hall at work and turned to walk into a door and splatted myself. Face plant....in front of a large group of people.....no water or anything else on the floor. In my supportive husband's words "well at least you weren't wearing a skirt. " Yeah that incident did not make the blog.
But in recent years I have tried to overcome my dislike for activity in the name of things like swimsuits and getting old. I have been moderately successful in weight training, running on the elliptical and riding my bike. I actually surprisingly really enjoy my bike. One thing I have still not been able to conquer is running (you know on the pavement). I would try once, my knees would kill me and then that was it. But running a 5K was put on my to do list for a reason. Yeah a 5K is puny but considering where I am coming from, it is progress. So I found the program Couch to 5K. It is prefect for me because it gets you running a 5K in nine weeks so you make slow progress. I also downloaded podcasts for free that tell you when to run and walk so you don't have to worry about about timing yourself or tracking distances. That way your mind can be free to think about how much you hate running and lots of chocolate.
So this is what I see every morning as I get ready. The lone upside of having incredibly ugly wallpapered walls is that you can thumbtack things to them with no worries. So I am on week 3....and yes I am already a week behind. But I blame it on a week of rain. I don't think I will ever be that dedicated to run in the rain. So why am I posting this since it obviously does not fit the "theme" of the blog? Because if I post it I will have to follow-up with it. So since everyone now knows about it, I can't be a baby and just go back to my bike. If I was really techno-savvy I would add something to mark my progress but I don't know if I can figure that out (or if anyone really cares). I am already thinking to extend the 5K to 10K or even a half marathon....until I go running and realize what a long way away that is. But by the 4th of July at least I should be close the the 5K....keep me honest.