So I have started running...
Yes. Me. Emily. Miss "my heart will surely stop if I perform physical activity".
For about 6 weeks now I'm been making a solid effort to be more active. I run on average 5 nights a week. My runs are poradic. I don't follow any set schedule. I'm not really training for anything (unless the fight against heart disease counts). Some nights I just jog at about a steady "8.5" with 1.5-2 incline for about a half an hour. Other nights I do 60 sec sprints with 90 sec recovery for about 20-30 minutes. Other times I just walk/sprint/jog at whatever incline I feel like at the moment or how the music "moves" me. :)
I also never thought I would run. I hate running, or used to. I hated how much my chest hurt, I hated how my legs screamed.. But I don't feel that way. At times I don't want to run, so I don't. But for the most part its therapeutic. I feel exhilarated and not gonna lie, kind of bad ass (especially when I have Bon Jovi - Because I Can blaring).
I haven't seen much of a difference on the scale, but I've noticed minor improvements with muscle tone physically. Not enough that I'm celebrating but I assume I'll get there eventually. I just feel better mentally though. It's amazing how much less of a pile I feel like. LOL and I mean that in the least self deprecating way possible. Not that I'm that unhappy with myself, but to be this active makes me feel soo good!
I haven't changed my eating habits significantly. I eat what I want, I've just tried to make better choices if it suits me and to cut back on portions. Thats probably why I haven't seen much of a difference in the scale but I'm okay with that.

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