Hub went to the track with me this morning.
I’d like to say it was a mah-ve–lous time, but the truth is, it wasn’t. I finally started Week 3 yesterday and my sad reality is I couldn’t run the full 3 minute intervals. I promised myself I’d head back to the track today and try again today.
My longest stretch today before I couldn’t run another step was 200 meters. It sucked. But I resolved to try again once I caught my breath.
That was until I caught up with Hub and he asked, “I thought you were going to run a whole lap.”
Gee, thanks for pointing out my short-comings, Hon.
With that, I walked off the track, grabbed my gear bag, and waited for Hub to finish his laps.
My feelings were hurt. Like I said in a previous post, I am overweight. I know this has a major impact on my running endurance right now. I’m working to lose weight so that it is no longer a hinderance to what I want to do … run!
I will celebrate like I’ve finished my first marathon when I manage to finish my first full 400 meter lap.
Because I will do it. One day soon.
‘Cause I’m cool like that & that’s how I roll.