almost a year.
At the end of this month, I will be celebrating my one-year anniversary for running. Just around Memorial Day last year, I decided to take up running and I’ve somehow managed to actually keep it up since then. This is really embarrassing, but before I started running, I was terrifically out of shape. Getting on the treadmill for 20 minutes used to make me really tired, even just walking somewhat briskly. I had to work up to walking at 4mph, a 15 minute mile. I used to get winded at 3.5mph. That’s sad isn’t it?
I’ve noticed my progress steadily moving along. I can now run at 5.5 mph; it’s been a slow and steady climb from a mere 4.5 mph. It doesn’t sound like a lot, but it’s a huge accomplishment for me. Even now, I think 5.5mph is starting to feel a bit slow, so I’ll have to ramp up to 5.7 or 5.8mph. I’ve gone from running 1-1.5 miles a day to almost getting up to 3 miles a day. That might not really sound like much to people who run a lot, but it’s a huge step up for me, going from zero miles a week to an average of 11 miles a week. Jeez, just saying “11 miles” seems like a lot to me, but it’s not really!
It’s been amazing, to be honest. It never occurred to me that I might be able to push my body to do these things. Other people, maybe, but never me! I just could not understand the idea of setting physical goals and the satisfaction of reaching them. It’s always been a lot easier for me to set more academic or career-oriented goals for my life. This recent experience with setting and reaching fitness goals has been eye-opening. It just proves that my mom was right: I can do anything if I have enough desire.
And now I have a question for you, lovely readers. What should I do to celebrate my little running anniversary? I’ve been thinking about buying myself a new video game (hello GTA4 madness!!) so I can properly celebrate by gluing myself to the TV and sofa for weeks on end. Maybe I will reward myself with earrings or a new bracelet? Hmm… I feel like I should really do something nice for myself.