It happens to many runners: you start running, you push your body faster, you go farther, you dream about PRs and distance goals, you watch your intake meticulously, and suddenly you see possibilities you never had the courage to dream before. Then BOOM! Something stops you in your tracks. Perhaps you get hurt. Or you get busy. Or you burn out. And as quickly as you gained mileage, fitness, and confidence, it all disappears.
I’ve been saying it since the beginning of 2020: I’m going to register for the Michigan 13.Wine Half Marathon happening Sunday, August 16th. This was my very first half marathon I trained for and ran in 2013, so registering again has special significance to me. It was a milestone of pride in the past, and I held high hopes it could be another in my future. A goal to aim towards in terms of my physical abilities. A savior for my lowered self-esteem.
This weekend marks the start of my Couch to 5k training program. Just as I entered into the sport of running in 2013 through an 8-week program designed for beginners by Runner’s World, I’m going to utilize another 8-week program this time. Upon researching different apps, I have chosen the free C25K app created by Zen Labs LLC.
Two years ago my husband talked me into a terrible decision: to switch from iOS to Android. I had been the proud owner of an iPhone since Gen 1, and the change was difficult for the simple reason of shifting perspective on how the interfaces worked.
The change was also hard because the vast majority of my “accessory electronics” were Apple products also. Following this switch, I put a lot of items up for sale. An iPad I had used in college was not a huge loss, but my Apple Watch Series 1 was a hard hit. I loved the tracking capabilities of this watch and missed the daily self challenges I had come accustomed to setting.
I attempted to get in a morning walk this morning. This Michigan mid-April weather has been strange with freezing temperatures and snow flurries, so I took to my treadmill. Yet by 0.59 miles into the walk, I was literally in tears as I held myself up by the treadmill’s armrests and stretched my calves. I tried to push forward to at least complete a mile worth of walking but couldn’t even at a slow tempo due to pain searing up my legs. My cheeks were damp as I hobbled off the machine, beating myself up with discouragement. Why was I suffering from these shin splints all of a sudden?