One of my New Year’s Resolutions for 2014 is to exercise regularly. (With the exception of one aerobics class I did with my mom while I was home, it’s been 10 months since I’ve hit a gym.. Yikes!) For now, I decided to start running. Bought new running shoes and everything!
So yesterday, I went running. (I gave myself a grace period because of jet lag..) I live right by the ocean now, so the view was spectacular. As soon as I started, I felt euphoric––I was free, truly alive! And then about a minute later, I thought I was going to die.
I guess I pushed myself a little too hard in those first few minutes, because when I slowed to a walk, I felt as if my lungs were about to explode. My throat and jaw were burning like crazy, too. (Does that happen to anyone else?) Anyway, I eventually ran some more, a little slower this time, and I was able to keep going for almost 10 minutes. After reminding myself that it was unrealistic to expect to pick up where I left off the last time I went running, which was probably a few years ago, I felt encouraged by my progress.
I know it’s already been 2014 for one week and I only ran once, but I feel proud that I broke through the wall and started! This is going to be a year of increased health, fitness, energy, and stamina!
Today, I told myself that nothing would stop me from running. I was ready to get that runner’s high, that out-of-breath, already-sore, endorphin-charged feeling of making your heart pump more blood than it has in a long time and pushing yourself to go further than you thought you could.
But when I stepped outside, all dressed and ready, it was raining. So I ran up six flights of stairs and did some crunches instead.
Here’s to tomorrow!