Gonna Huff and Puff and Go for a Run

Four weeks ago, the idea of running a 5K just didn't seem likely.  I don't even walk from my front door to the mailbox - I'm the one who stops by on my way home, driving on the wrong side of the road, to pick up that lovely stack of junk mail and bills.

So when my friend, Jamie, brought it up one Kinder morning - I literally laughed out loud.

But then... the idea hung around wispily before it finally started to dig into my head. I've been frustrated with my workouts - or more so, with my lack of results.  I'd work out 4-5 times a week - each workout beginning with a half hour of strength training, followed up with 45-60 minutes of cardio.  Then I'd come home to top it all off with crunches or push-ups.

After 3 months of this rigorous schedule, how much weight have I lost? A whopping FIVE pounds.

"It's your calorie intake," you suggest. I purchased a kitchen scale to weigh my food, counted my calories even if I went out to eat. (The MyFitnessPal app on the Droid X makes counting calories SO easy!)  I averaged about 1,300 calories a day.

*sigh*

So, I figured now's a good time as any to change things up a bit. I stopped going to my RIPPED and Zumba classes and started hitting the treadmill.  On the first day - I was lucky to finish 3.1 miles in under 45 minutes.  But I kept going, and finally gave myself a goal:  To finish my first 5K in under 35 minutes.

I wasted a week mulling over the idea, which left me three weeks to train.  How did I do?


(To be continued...)