Week Four: Make it Happen

1-24-12: When I started this journey, I told you some very good reasons why I shouldn't try to do this. Well, today proved all those reasons valid. 

My husband was gone til 8:30pm. 

My daughter was throwing up sick so Childwatch or a babysitter was out.

I had a horrible night of sleep before. 

I didn't feel like it/was grumpy/had a possible PMS situation. 

But, the funny thing about determining to do something is this: it really doesn't matter how I feel anymore. I'm going to find a way to make it happen. And I did. 

There I was, at 9:15pm, running my heart out on the treadmill because of sheer determination. It's too early in the game to start making excuses. It had to happen today, or a downward spiral of failure could begin. I'm really proud of myself. Wow, that was hard to type.

Oh yeah, and I had been doing 18 minute miles, but tonight I did a mile in 16 min 40 sec. I am excited about watching that number go down!

By the way, it happened. But just a little. No one ever has to know but you and me. (1.23 miles)

1-26-12: Again, I waited until 8:30 to hit the gym. I absolutely did not feel like going. At all. But knowing that there are people out there watching me and asking me how it's going makes me go even when I'd rather curl up on the sofa. I began training and "just getting it over with" when Sarah texted me, "Run, Trish, Run!" It came at the exact right time to motivate me.

I noticed the time and the distance I had run, and decided to see if I could beat my average 18 minute mile. Well, I pushed myself to run faster and faster, only breaking for 30 seconds at a time, and...

I ran a mile in 16:00 minutes!

 That's much better! I like having a goal to beat. (1.50 miles)

1-29-12: I was supposed to run yesterday, the last day of the week, but I got to the Y 5 minutes after it closed. Note to self: Y closes at 7pm on Saturdays. So, in keeping with this week's theme of MakingItHappenNoMatterWhat, I decide to run on Sunday. I will not fail to get in all three runs each week. Not this soon after starting. Two of my friends run with me, this time outside. It is my first outdoor run. It is a beautiful, beautiful day. We start out and all is going well, but I must admit I miss the treadmill. I feel exposed out here. My friends are great, totally fun to talk with while walking. But in the Y no one can hear how loud I'm huffing and puffing over the noise of cardio machines. And I know exactly how fast I'm going and how far. I am going to have to train outdoors if I'm ever going to run a 5K, but I sure hope I can learn to like it more.