Okay, I finally took the plunge. I'm so thankful I've had those few weeks of working up to this first day of C25K and I'm thankful for my wonderful hubby who walked and jogged along side of me and encouraged me to keep moving (because frankly, if I were alone I would have said 'f' it after the first 10 seconds of the jogging part). And a big ol' thank you to my thigh and butt fat for applauding me while I jogged.
After today I may extend the C25K program to two week intervals instead of one week intervals...and ease my way into it. Jason said to wait until the end of this week before deciding (although, I've pretty much decided). This isn't a race, it's going to be a way of life for me and so I have time to ease my way into it.
I am proud of myself for getting out of my comfort zone...part of it is the embarrassment of how I must look huffin', puffin', jigglin' and lumberin' around the track. Part of it, is it just hurts. But I overcame this for this day to try it. Each time I (or any of us) overcome some fear or physical hurdle it is a victory and I need to remember those small victories when I start the negative self-talk.
Feel free to remind me of this on my next whiney post!
Have a GREAT Monday everyone.