I have surpassed all of these and began the C25K app from Active.com. Today I completed Week 4 Day 2. This day includes a 5 minute walking warm up, run for 3 minutes, walk 1.5, run 5 minutes, walk 2.5, run 3, walk 1.5, run 5, cool down for 5. Despite the pain, the struggles, the torture, I kept going. At times, I yelled at myself not to stop, because I'm a stubborn fat lady, and verbally encouraged myself to keep going!
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| Before Pic, don't I look excited? |
My C25K music playlist can be found here:: C25K Playlist. I feel the key to running while fat, or thin, or out of shape, or a body builder is confidence. I run outside because my severe motion sickness makes me ill on a treadmill. Every time a car passes me, I look up. I attempt to make eye contact with the driver. I smile and wave. EVERY TIME! Sometimes they ignore me, but the very very few times I get a wave, it makes me do better, it makes me work harder.
I know where the dogs on my run live. Don't worry, they're all contained in fences. But you know what a barking dog can easily sound like? A cheering crowd. That's right, those dogs aren't barking because you're too close to they're house. They're cheering for you! They want you to succeed! Smile at those dogs. Give them a thumbs up or a little "raise the roof" and keep running. Their barks will follow you for quite a while, which will keep you running.
With C25K, they use time limits. However, my phone is in my pocket, and time is hard to judge when you're huffing and puffing and in pain. So, when I think I'm going to be needing to quit, I look up. I make a visual goal. That car, that sign post, that bush. It can be anything. When I reach it, I reassess. Everytime, I know I can keep going until I'm told to walk. So I look up and find another visual point. Moments after my run, I forget the struggles and the pain and feel nothing but pride
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| After Pic. Look at that smile, that pride... that sweat... |
Next week I'll be running through Paris. I will be on vacation. I will be the fat girl huffing and puffing through the streets of Paris. And I will do it! Wish my luck!

