me… a runner?!

i wouldn’t say i’m the most athletic person i know… although i swam competitively when i was younger and had a quick stint on the lacrosse team in high school {i’m positive i only thought this was a good idea because of the skirts and super cool expensive gear.} i like to stick to classes at the gym, riding my bike + basket to the market, or heck, my job at Nordstrom as my routine workout. i spend a lot of my time there climbing ladders and moving things 3 times my size…

my husband gil on the other hand, is the most athletic and honestly the most disciplined person i know. football scholarship,  can run like a million miles, 6 am weekly workouts and he’s getting awesome at + loving some golf! i want to be just like him… and i’ve always wanted to be a “runner.” i’ve got the shoes, the stacks of nike tempo shorts, dry fit tee shirts and the playlist, but i needed a little help. as a sprint swimmer i always had a hard time pacing myself, and it’s followed through with running. it’s easier to just run FAST, then stop as soon as i feel a good solid cramp, and the urge to throw up… but i asked for some help and the hubs came to my rescue.

he assured me we’d start slow, and i assured him i wouldn’t be able to run to the end of the street. and like the crazy girl that i am, made him check my heart rate a few times to make sure i wasn’t close to death. we started with 2 miles. 2 miles! that’s a lot for someone who considers walking up the escalator at work 30 times a day exercise!  and well, i did it! we ran the first mile together, and while gil went to run another 5 {seriously} while i ran the mile back to the house.

the first time was tough. really tough… on the mile back home, i prayed aloud while trying to breathe at the same time all the way back to the front door. it was the only way i was going to make it. not because i was so sore, but because it was SO hot, and i was SO out of breath. {my poor lungs!}  it took me about 20 minutes to cool down and regain normal consciousness… oh my. the 2nd time was much better! i actually ran the both miles only stopping once to turn around {and snap a photo to text to gil, showing him how far i’d gone} he was amazed actually and i was happy! had i really JUST ran an entire mile without stopping?! was i REALLY making progress this quickly?! praise God!

we agreed i’d run 2 miles, 3 times a week. so far, i’m on my 2nd week and i’m actually loving it… crazy. running later in the evenings has been quite nice… and this past time i noticed i was hardly worn out when i returned to the house… my {trainer} husband says i just may have to up my length… maybe next week. but i’m RUNNING and that’s all that matters.