Week 1 involved me returning to an old friend: The couch-to-5K-training plan. In 2005, when I first started running, I printed it from a website, put it in a page protector, and took it with me to the gym, where I ran each workout on a treadmill.
Now, though, I'm rugged. And fancy.
Now I run it in my neighborhood, using my Apple Watch and my iPhone C25K Pro app. I take each Wednesday off and do yoga, usually, or nothing. I have a favorite route that has uphills and downhills and a few flats. I'd love to show the profile, but sadly, my apple watch stopped giving me that, and I don't know how to get it back. (Any ideas?) I may switch back to using my garmin because I do loves me some hill profiles. Makes me feel all badass.
I'm assured by everyone who knows me that my progress will happen much faster this time than it did the first time. Surprisingly, this seems to be true as my pace has already been dropping.
I did not track my eating this week. (Bad girl! No biscuit!) Current weight: 184 lbs. (EEK!) Although, I'm determined to focus on moving more, getting fit, and not staring at a number on a scale. (But you know I will).
Best of all, a major pain in my ass who has endeavored to get me fired several times over the past few years left this week, for good. As in, left the city and state.
I did not leave. I'm still here.
I win, motherfucker.
