I. Am. So. Unfit.
This is not really news to me but this morning it was really hammered home.
I got up at 7.30am, fed Emma, got dressed and was ready to go. Vince wanted to come and support me so he got Emma ready and we walked to the green where I wanted to do the run.
The plan comes with podcasts that tell you when to run and when to walk, with music to set the pace, I pressed play and off I went. Suddenly I realised that I hadn’t accounted for living in a very hilly area. Trying to jog at all was less than easy, trying to jog uphill was ridiculous. I felt out of breath and I’d barely been on the move for 5 minutes not to mention feeling entirely out of place and like I had no business attempting this sort of exercise.
Never the less I plodded on, passing Vince every now and then who would encourage me to keep going. However, I must admit I did not finish the whole podcast. I did complete 5 out of 8 runs and all the walking, but after run 5 I was done in.
I pulled up to the bench where Vince was sat and nearly collapsed on to it. I felt sick and light-headed and my throat and chest was burning. It was as if my body was actively rejecting the notion of exercise. I sat with my head between my legs for a few minutes until I was sure I wouldn’t be sick, then called it quits and we walked home.
I’m disappointed I couldn’t finish but not at all surprised. For me personally, 5 out of 8 runs is not so bad and hey, I went out and made a start. Run #2 is Thursday and hopefully I’ll do better, I am fairly sure I’ll be repeating week 1 though!
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