So, I did it. I had my first training run today. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I was scared. Scared of what you ask….. scared of failing. Scared of having those little voices in my head tell me, “See…. told you, you couldn’t do it”. While my heart is all in on this half marathon training, my head is doing what it does best. Overthinking the matter! Well, today in an effort to have my brain be as minimally involved as possible, I exhausted it last night by over planning my preparations. I’m talking, 5 days worth of workout outfits (top to bottom), gym toiletries (looks like showering at the gym will be my new thing), meals, and snacks.
Well the time came where I had to see if “I was really ’bout that life”. Right at three I finished up at work and headed over to the track. A track I’ve never been to, therefore putting me further outside of my comfort zone. I put on my Beats and headed to the track, wait…. there’s snow, or more like slush, on the lanes. Geez. *insert eye rolls* It was right after I was finished rolling my eyes that I said a prayer to remain on my feet and took off. 12 x 400 here I come. Once I got the hang of what I was doing it felt good. (Not like it was a breeze, but more like I’m not gonna die). While I was confident that I would live to see another day, I had no real clue how I was doing pace wise because I don’t know how to record splits. Hey, Rome wasn’t built in one day, right?!
Well right at 3 miles my little app let me know it was time to call it a day. And just like that, my first run was in the books! I will say again, I have no clue what I’m doing, but I’m doing it. I was satisfied with my final time. I was even more satisfied that I stepped out of my comfort zone of the gym and ran…. outside….. in the elements….. at MY own pace. While I have a way to go, this is only the beginning of me achieving my goal!
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