The Longest 90 Seconds

Tonight's run/walk has been accomplished. I was worried for no reason. I had to run for a whopping 90 seconds and then walk, and then do it again. FIVE WHOLE TIMES! And guess what - I made it! I didn't have to stop for any of those five times. I ran the complete 90 seconds witout slowing down. But the last 90 second run, I felt that I was running through thick peanut butter. I have one more day to do the 90 seconds and then it will increase. On a side note: I've been down in the dumps over the run thing. I really, REALLY want to work up to a half marathon, but I'm seriously doubting that I will ever be able to run 13.1 miles at one time. This craziness has been a goal of mine for a while, or should I say dream. In my heart, I can do it. In reality, I'm having the doubts. When I dream, I'm always the fastest runner and I always run with no shortness of breath and I can run for miles. One day, maybe. Or I should just try and take this run thing, one step at a time. I hope one day that I will be good like those who have run this before me. Oh, and the turtle still hasn't made it up the hill, maybe in a few weeks. :)

Here I am again

Here's a picture of me when I tried running up the hill or just casually running 

Here I am

Here's me running down that huge hill. I ran so fast it changed my hair color. 

Day 3, Week 1

So tonight I completed the first week. I felt so great. I'm worried about adding a few more seconds to my run for next week, but excited too. I made sure that when it was time to go up the gigantic hill that I would walk. Here's the hill-

Big I know. I told you that it was like Mt Everest. 

This Is Me

This is my inspiration. 

Day 2, Week 1

Yes, I was sore. I still felt like a turtle going through crunchy peanut butter. Hopefully before long I will feel like a turtle going through smooth peanut butter.


Right before my walk/run, it began to rain. I was so mad! But what do you know, it stopped - just for me.


Off I walked, feeling energetic, and on fire. After five minutes, I heard the voice telling me to run. Ok, I got this! THIS GIRL IS ON FIRE! Wait, no, this turtle is on FIRE! Yeah, that's me. Darn, when will that one minute go away!  Time to walk! I was on fire again. I was good, walking quickly, and then POW, I had to run again. This time I did it in my neighborhood, and there was a hill. A very, high hill that looked more like a mountain. Well, it does when you are a turtle trying to run. Of course, as soon, as I hit the hill, it told me to run. Struggle, puff, struggle, puff. I made it. My husband, Steve, and Jacob, were riding bikes as I did my struggle walk.


 After the hill, Steve came up behind me and said, "Are you okay?"
 "Was I huffing?" I managed to puff out.
He laughed, "Oh, yeah!"


But I struggled on, doing my best to concentrate on the long goal of why I'm doing this. I'd feel my chest tighten up and I'd do my best to loosen my fists and mouth. It helped. I checked the app a few times because it felt like that one minute was stuck or something. I'd count in my head backwards from 59 trying to help the run go faster.


For me, running in the warmer temps is better for my asthma. The cold gets me every time.
I'd say it was a LITTLE easier than the first night. Just a little. Oh, and I wore longer shorts tonight, so my thighs wouldn't clap for me.

Beginning Running Adventure

This is my second journey with running. I started over two years ago and then quit the last year. I'm starting again - at full force. I was pumped all day long to start this new adventure. I charged up the IPOD and downloaded the Half Marathon app which is FREE! Earbuds ready, off I walked. The first few minutes are walking, thank goodness. I'm excited, I'm ready and then all of a sudden I hear the voice, "Start running." Ok, I can do this. Yes, it did feel like I was a turtle walking through peanut butter. Then the voice came back and told me to walk. Whew, that was tough. Then all of a sudden, I hear it again! Run, already? NO! Ok, so I trot off. Why am I doing this? Why? I could be sitting on the couch. This really hurts. Why am I doing this? "Begin walking." Ok, i made it. I did one minute which felt like one hour. I got this, I can do this! "Begin running." Dang it! So soon? Why am I doing this? Who talked me in to doing this? Am I crazy? "Begin walking." Oh, this is easy. I got this. Sweat dripping, I'm a runner. Woo hoo! "Beging running." DARN it. Why am I doing this? I want to go home! This hurts! And this goes on an on for 20 minutes until the wonderful voice told me to begin cool down. I made it. I did it. Like the thing said, "I thought I heard clapping, until I realized it was my thighs." Yeap, that's me. Luckily I was the only one on the track, so I didn't bother anyone with my loud huffing and puffing, while running for one minute. I kept hoping that the teenagers over on the bench were not laughing at me. I know I was a sight. I've never been able to run a 5K without stopping. I've always had to walk/run it, but I did it. So my adventure begins. Will I stick with the training? I hope so! Will I finish a half marathon in two hours? I doubt it. But I WILL TRY!