I've recently come to the realization that I am on a path headed straight towards morbid obesity. I eat like garbo (especially on the weekends i.e. White Castle at 2am the other night) and I don't exercise... ever. And with beach season right around the corner (k maybe not) I decided that's it's time to stop this nonsense and get my ass in shape.
Earlier today I went for a run for the first time in about 6 months, and I felt exactly like I thought I would... like I was gonna have a heart attack at any moment.
First off, I was freezing cold right from the get go. But I pushed this to the back of my mind cuz I knew I'd warm up in a couple minutes. I figured if I just went nice and slow, I might be able to get through the run relatively easily. Well this WAS my thought process... until my ipod died in the middle of the second song...
I don't know if you've ever gone running without any music, but there's one major issue. If you're running without music (or another person for that matter) and you start experiencing any sort of pain or discomfort, it's VERY difficult to NOT think about that pain/discomfort. It can definitely be done... I know, I used to be able to do it pretty well... it's just way more difficult. When you have music to listen to it's just one more thing to distract you from everything else that's going on and take your mind off any problems your body might be experiencing.
When my ipod first died I thought, "Ok, not a big deal. I'm only running like 3 miles. I should be fine." But then my feet started hurting, my lungs starting burning, my heart started yearning... just seeing if you're still paying attention. It wasn't enjoyable to say the least. BUT, I kept thinking about what a fat ass I am, which motivated me to keep trudging along without stopping.
By the time I got back to my house I was cramping up the wazz and my lower legs were tighter than a snail's... well... you get the point. But I didn't regret doing it. I not gonna do too much too quickly but I'm gonna try and get into a rhythm and hopefully work my way up to running a couple of miles a day.
Oh I'll be fitter than a whistle in no time.
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