I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I love the C25K running program. I find it well thought out. It really can take someone who lives a sedentary lifestyle and allow for that person to go from being out of breath after 1 minute of running to being able to run non-stop for 5 kilometers within a reasonable amount of time (they say 8 weeks, in my first experience, it was more like 12 weeks).
However, there is one run that scares the heck out of me. It scared me the first time I attempted it and it scared me today. You see, you go from doing run/walk intervals. Then, you reach week 5 day 3 and bam! they lay the following bombshell on you: brisk 5 minute warmup walk, then jog two miles (or 20 minutes) with no walking.
As my brother would say: “what the actual F*&%”!?!
I mean, the workout before is run 8 minutes, walk 5 minutes, run 5 minutes and now this? I remember, the first time I followed this program I was dead certain that there was a mistake. I googled, consulted numerous forums and sites only to find out that it was no mistake.
So, I went for it (and managed!). This time, though I was again feeling shaky about the run again, I figured I may as well seize the day and go for it. I knew I had done it before and knew I could do it again.
When I got up, what I saw was a grey misty day with streets full of puddles.
The dreary weather alone should have been enough to discourage me from running outside, but it didn’t. I checked the weather app on my phone which confirmed that though a comfy 14 degrees C was forcasted for the day, it would only be happening in the afternoon. I did not want to wait that long.
I decided I’d go for it anyways. I layered on some weather appropriate clothing and headed out the door. I felt a little chilly at first, but knew that it was perfect as I would warm up as I ran.
I hit my first mental hurdle after 5 minutes of running, but I talked to myself, reminding myself that only four days before I had run 8 minutes straight. I could, at least, run to 8 minutes. My next hurdle came up when I hit the 8 minute mark. I talked to myself, reminding myself that since the start, I’ve been progressively upping my running time. I could surely make it to 10 minutes. I pushed through. At the 10 minute mark, I hit another mental hurdle. I reminded myself that I was already halfway through, my legs could still handle the run so I persevered.
After 12 minutes, I was starting to have issues with my breathing, I wanted to start walking, but I knew that if I stopped running, I wouldn’t be able to start again. I told myself that I only had 8 minutes left, convinced myself that it was like running the second split from my Tuesday run. I slowed down my pace slightly worked on getting my breathing in a pattern and got it under control. By the time there was 5 minutes left, I gave myself some visual goals (I’ll make it to the mailbox, I’ll run to the end of the street, I’ll keep going until I reach the stop sign…) and managed to finish my 20 minutes!
I won’t lie. I was very happy when it was cool down time. By then, my legs were starting to burn. I had almost given up on a few occasions. But every time the little voice inside of me told me that it was too hard, I silenced it.