Well I’ve completed a Nike morning workout for just under half an hour and also the Couch to 5 k first run for half an hour too. But you’re on week two I hear you say… I’m starting again for my partner who has decided they want to do it too.
Today, I could not be bothered. Hormonal and knackered from work, I got home, showered and set up for an evening watching TV adamant that I wasn’t going to move. My thoughts then turned to potential dinner options, I hadn’t nipped you the shop like I had intended to so I had very limited options – all of which pasta based. Having bought a work canteen meal, a voice in the back of my head started niggling “you have to get off of your fat arse Sophia”. And so, reluctantly, I got up, got dressed and went out on my first run of week 2 of the couch to 5k.
I knew that this run wasn’t going to be nice as 1) I wasn’t in the mood and 2) as I was away last week, it had been 2 weeks since my last run. Rather than 60second runs followed by 90sec walks, week 2 consists of 90sec runs and 120sec walks with the 5 minute warm up and cool down walks obviously. And don’t you feel it! Those extra 30 seconds really do make all the difference. The entire workout is only a few seconds to a minute more than last week but you do get substantially further. It will be great to see if the next two are equally as hard.
Within 20 minutes of writing my ‘weekly weigh in week 5’ post and saying I needed to do more… I had downloaded the Couch to 5K app and headed out on my first run.
If you have been following from THE beginning you will know that when I first started running ever I literally just ran and only walked when I absolutely had to. Due to my level of absolute zero fitness and weight, I decided to take a different approach this time and see what all the fuss was about with the couch to 5k app. (Available to download at: https://apps.apple.com/gb/app/one-you-couch-to-5k/id1082307672)
It felt horrible but great to be out running once more and although overall I only ran for 8 solid minutes… that was enough for me. The 90 second walks between the 60 second runs were welcome breaks. They even felt a tad too long at points. The only downside was that I had planned my route so my last cycle of running was in the middle of a HUGE hill. Still, it will be a good way of seeing improvement. Only 29mins approx overall but that was better than 29minutes extra sat on my gluteus maximus.
Again, I shall post ‘evidence’ of run completion as I go along as an added spur.
Let me know if you have used/are using this app and if so how you found/are finding it!
I got back into my running properly just before the start of June but since then have had numerous gaps of 3+ days. This is due to the fact that I’m about to start my real ‘grown up’ job in July and wanted to fit in some fun things before I start work.
I had three days at Download – a music festival. Followed by a 3 day conference. Followed by 4 days in Switzerland (all bloody brilliant!) During these, I did not do any running but I did do TONNES of walking.
I was quite anxious to go for my runs after each of these as I thought it’d feel like I was starting again every time. Turns out, it felt like I hadn’t missed any! I think the amount of walking I was doing was enough to keep my endurance levels up not to mention enough to stop my legs turning to flab again.
Morale of the story – if you are away on your holidays or anywhere else and can’t go for your scheduled runs, go walking! Guaranteed you won’t feel like you’re starting again once you get back!
Happy June everyone! Anyone else think it still feels like it should be January? Where’s 2017 gone?!
Just back from my 1st run of June and second since I realised I needed to get back on it on Wednesday. I am currently slumped on the ground in a wet pile whilst typing this post on my phone (yes, I am aware that’s gross and I shall wipe it after). That run was tough. I thought I was going to have to stop and walk at least twice but I convinced my mind to keep going no matter how much my calves felt like they were going to explode. I just slowed down a touch and kept going. When I say convinced I mean having an explicit argument with my brain that I couldn’t possibly mention on here.
There is still a long way to go but I know I am on the right tracks. Once more I am overcoming my fear of running by myself. Anyone else feel that?
Once more, one other thing I have learnt today is that I need to invest in a new sports bra….. I couldn’t even hear the sound of myself gasping for breathe over the noise of my tits clapping.
I don’t know about you but it’s nearly June and I am -100000 steps where I wanted to be at this point in the year. Forget summer body ready, hell I am winter body ready…again. So, here I am again writing yet another blog post on ‘it’s been a while but I am back’. Only this time, I have no excuses not to be officially back.
I recieved an email this morning from WordPress saying that today is my 4 year anniversary with them. Looking back, I have achieved a lot and so little at the same time. The first year blogging on here I lost around 4 stone. A year later, I started university and managed to put on half of what I lost over those three years. You could literally use my chins as a hiding place in hide and seek. Today not only marks 4 years on here but also my first day of freedom from univeristy. IT IS OVER! I start my new job in a month and have June to do whatever I want – cheaply. This means that I have the next month to get my body and my brain back into gear and overcome the barrier of starting again.
Not only has my weight increased drastically but I have found that my mental health is starting to become effected aswell. My anxiety levels are through the roof. I don’t want to see family members or friends that I haven’t seen in a while as I know they’ll comment on my weight gain. I feel hatred towards myself for allowing it to happen. All very unhealthy stuff and I do not want it to spiral any further. I have a lot of social events coming up in June and over the summer, all of which I am excited for but also dreading so I really need to stop whining and feeling sorry for myself and actually do something about it.
Today, I took my verys first step – I went for a run. It was only two miles but it was a run. I haven’t been for one in a couple of weeks what with placement and exams (usual excuses). It felt like absolute hell I am not going to lie. 2 miles? More like sodding 10. My shins felt like snapping, my ankles felt like they were going to pop, my back felt like it was going to break, everytime I swallowed my saliva it felt like I was suffocating, my head felt like it was a tonne. I got home and needed a good amount of time sprawled across the garden floor trying my best to gain my breathe back and not to vom. Recovered, I felt a sense of hope. I did in no ways feel good, just glad that the very very first step was now over. I have booked another half marathon in October which I hope will push me to continue with my running along with maintaining some what of a healthy diet as I do not want to injure my knees like last year.
I’m not going to promise to do x amount of runs a week or two stick to a certain diet or even to write a blog post daily/weekly. All I am going to do is to try to stick with it.
So, here are to new beginnings no matter how many you may have. Be proud to keep having to start over – at least we haven’t completely given up just yet.
Happy Monday folks! Hope you’ve all had a fantastic week!?
I thought I’d just do an update post to let you avid readers know how I’ve been doing for my first week.
Tuesday: Did 20mins of boxing. Wanted to go for a run but suffering with a chesty cold and didn’t feel up to it. Ate well, no snacking. By eating well I mean that I have been eating less and choosing what I eat more wisely. I have not cut anything out as that only makes me want it more.
Wednesday: Decided to just go for a little run to see how I felt. Ended up doing 3 miles. Apart from my chest hurting…my legs were fine. My knees still ached so I’m defo not running any further that 3 miles until Feb at least. Eaten well with no snacking again.
Thursday: The run on Weds seemed to have shook my chest and cold up and my whole head was full to the brim of phlegm and gunk so no run or workout. Another good day with my eating with no snacking.
Friday: 20mins boxing. Good eating even with my family trying to give me chocolate in the evening- I managed to resist.
Saturday: This was my ‘cheat day’. I went to London for a friends party and drank – a lot. However, we walked a lot in the day and danced the night away. Looked at my step counter and up to midnight it was over 21k steps…. we stayed out dancing till 4am so surely I must’ve burnt off all the vodka?! Haha, plus my thighs are now chisled from getting down low for hours on end.
Sunday: Hanging all day. All I wanted was coke and hula hoops but managed to resist and just have a normal dinner and no snacks. Bit of walking but no excercise (vom).
Week 1 scales are telling me that I am …drumroll…..2ib down. This is much more realistic than after two days (yes I thought I’d just have a look after two days please no judgement) where they told me I’d lost 10ibs. I’m glad they’ve chilled the hell out.
Overall, a successful first week I’d say. On to the next. Have a good one all.
So, Thursday marked day 1 of my half marathon training. Luckily I have a friend to occasionally run with me. We decided to start with 3 miles around the local area and go on a bit of an adventure down streets we had never been before. It was going swimmingly untill we realised that the steep hill we were running up literally was never ending! We did have to stop and walk half way as we both were on the verge of dying (no I am not exaggerating). We finally discovered when we got to the top that we had in fact climbed to the top of Highgate mountain and found ourselves in a wind swept sweaty state walking through the insanely beautiful and posh streets of Highgate. We decided to put our best foot forward and escape all of the immaculate people and started legging it out of the village where we were rewarded for our efforts….a lovely downhill stretch. We ran all the way back down and along the flats until the end of our route. Perfect.
Yesterday morning wasn’t quite as perfect though. I woke up stiff as bricks (not in a morning glory type way) and could only just manage to get out of bed. Luckily, I had a study day and so instead of going for a run I decided to keep my achey body moving by going for a walk around Hampstead Heath. I did 5 miles up and down the hills and around Kenwood House. It was truly lovely…see pics.
I can not tell you how lucky I am to live right next to Hampstead Heath. If it wasn’t for that I think I would have gone insane by the mad, stressfull rush of London life. Don’t get me wrong, the city is a great big, bustling playground but after a while, I’d like to be able to have enough room to swing my arms about and to walk at my own pace without being pushed and shoved by people who never stop to see the world around them. Not only is the Heath beautiful with lots of great running routes but also home to Parakeets and you get to meet the cutest dogs in the world (most of them look better than you and are wearing 10 x more expensive clothes than you). It is undoubtedly my favourite place in London.