I had to put off doing Day 3 for 3 days after I was supposed to. It originally fell on the same night that I attend Body Pump class, and then I couldn't pass up a friend's 30th birthday dinner the next night, AND THEN I basically passed out on the couch after work the next night...which put me to Saturday...which is today. I went to Kickboxing after not waking early enough to make it to Body Pump and then for my Day 3 run after lunch. It was wonderful being outside in the beautiful weather, and I actually enjoyed the heat radiating down on me.
While I was running, I remembered that this year I need to cover my scars so they don't get any darker, but it's going to be expensive putting Band-aids over them every time I go outside. But I guess I can get the generic brand and it won't be so bad.
So the actual running...
I had trouble with the first 10 minutes of the intervals. By the time I finished the 60 seconds of running, I was panting and did not want to continue. But I trudged through, listening to my book, and was thankful every time the walk cue sounded. Towards the 15- or 20-minute mark (or so I estimated), I was surprised to realize that I didn't mind the running. The muscle down the back side of my left calf (that goes into the ankle/heel) tightened up pretty bad, and I had to stop the iPod track to stretch the Achilles tendon (well, that's what I think it's called). When the 20 minutes of running ended, I felt kinda sad 'cause I still had energy to do a little more. That's progress, right?
Given that response, I am considering doing a Week 1 Day 4 tomorrow, but we'll see how I feel. I usually take Sundays off, but feel horrible at the end of the day, wishing I had actually done some kind of exercise. My trainer told me that I should do more cardio, so this is it. Guess I'll decide tomorrow morning. (I'll be running in the morning if I decide to do it at all.)
Time to look up the "curriculum" for Week 2. Woohoo!
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