It was over four months ago that I began my most recent battle of the bulge. First, it was a wager among friends as to who could lose the most weight in a month. I won (though I have yet to cash in my prize – dinner on them). Then, a slightly larger competition amongst other blogging types, Biggest Loser rules (% of weight lost in 6 weeks). I came in second.
And then, in October, I became a Shredhead. In addition to the ass-kicking provided by Jillian, I found a great support system via Twitter, and that has really helped carry me and push me throughout the fall. Exercise became a routine. Weekly weight loss became the norm. If it weren’t for that pesky 2 weeks in Chicago, I might have even made my weight loss goal (I’m close, just a few weeks later than I hoped).
I’ve started to get into a rut, though. A little bored with my exercise routine. A lot of Shredheads, I noticed, took up running. Oy, running. I have always hated it. I have always sucked at it. I’ve even tried the Couch-to-5K (C25K) program once or twice, and failed miserably. I’m not sure I made it to the second week.
But that Jillian, she gets into your head. While still overweight, I’m getting a lot more fit. I started to think about running again. A 5K is 3.1 miles. I can do that. I can do that. So I decided to shake it up and do the C25K again. Treadmill, this time, to control my pace. Not that I planned on becoming a runner, but more as a straight physical accomplishment. Something I should be able to do. Something I will do.
Well, I don’t know about you, but I do better if I have a goal in mind. A fixed point towards which to move. Clearly, I need a race. One in the vicinity of the end of this training program. Except, well, how many 5Ks are there in Massachusetts in March? Seriously, it could be 75 or it could be a blizzard, there’s just no telling.
Enter the Shredheads, several of whom are running the Disney Princess Half Marathon in March. In Orlando. Oh… would you look at that… there’s also a 5K as a part of those festivities! Florida in March is nice, not cold but not too warm…. And would you believe it, kids under 3 don’t need a ticket to get into the parks…?
Last night, I signed up.
I don’t yet know how exactly we’re getting there, where we’ll stay, or any of those other pesky details.
But I signed up for a 5K. In Disney World. On March 6. Nine weeks from today.
I’m on week 4 of C25K, and that five whole minutes of running is kicking my ass. Did I mention that there was ONE time, in high school, that I ran a whole mile? ONE TIME. EVER.
I have lost my mind. But, hey, I’ve also lost nearly all of my baby weight. Might be an acceptable trade off.