I run, er, um, jog?

For about 2 years now, I've wanted to start running. One morning, I actually did wake up early and head out for a run. It didn't go well and it didn't happen again. That is...until Friday night. My family was with me at our company crawfish boil and my brother suggested we all go to the park afterwards for a walk/run and to let the kiddos play. So, I said, sure. And, on the way there, I decided I'd give the C25k plan a try...just to see if I could do it and/or if I liked it. About half way through, I was panting, I was drenched in sweat, my side was hurting (a pain I hadn't felt since elementary school) and I just wanted to stop...but I didn't. I continued. I finished. I didn't even skip the cool down. I walked/jogged for a full 31 minutes. When I was halfway through my cool down walk, an old school song from my high school days came on and I just smiled and bopped and enjoyed it...all while my brother danced and celebrated with me.

It felt great.

It also felt like I should just go home and jump directly into the shower...clothes and all.

I didn't. I took a shower like a normal person instead.

Saturday morning, I drove to the store and bought some new running shoes. Saturday evening I went for a 20 minute walk. And, last night, I did Day 2 of C25k.

This is what accompanied my Facebook post about that day's workout:

"During the first half, I'm trying to talk myself into stopping. By the second half, I'm praying God will help me finish. By the time I'm dancing through the latter half of my cool down, I'm thinking, "that wasn't so bad...bring on thenext one!" and,that, ladies and gents is scientific proof that endorphins are hallucinogens."

As I type this, I'm still looking forward to my next workout, which will be on Wednesday.

I'll post more about this "journey" and the other changes that are going on in my life in coming days and weeks. :)