Today I did something that I never thought I would do before: I started a running program. My entire adult life I have been very outspoken about my complete disdain for running. I would tell people that I hated it, abhorred it, despised it, and loathed it (yes all those things). So when I started thinking that I wanted to at least give it a try - I knew that I was starting to get really serious about my health. I come from a family of runners. In my immediate family I have a father that has run a marathon, a sister who has run two half marathons, and another sister who has run a half marathon. My extended family has triathletes in it to include a cousin that performed very well in his age group in the Iron Man in Arizona, and an aunt that has run several marathons to date. I just didn't understand how all these family members could so readily run long distances. Just always sounded like torture.
Well today I did what I hope will be a transformation in my feelings towards running. The first minute down of the C25k completed was exhilarating. I felt, "hey...I can do this..." By the end I was pretty exhausted but I still had a sense of accomplishment that lends to a lot of motivation. It's only day 1 so I don't want to get my hopes up that I will love running one day, but I feel like I'm on a good run to victory.
Week 1, Day 1: check.