And then I almost died.
Okay, slight exaggeration, but wow, running is hard.
Why didn't anyone tell me?
Probably because I wouldn't have cared. I'm not really interested in being a runner, you see. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against running - in fact running and I have some history.
I used to run quite a bit in high school. I played soccer (lots of running involved) and I ran a couple miles with a friend everyday after school.
But that was 17 years ago.
I'd completely forgotten what a challenge it is!
I had worn out, raggedy shoes, no pedometer, and as I mentioned, verrrry little experience. I also didn't have a place to run - there are several local tracks and trails, but my family's current schedule and having a small child make finding the time to actually get to a location a bit of a challenge. So... I ran around my backyard! My lovely hubby (who is more mathematically inclined) measured the backyard and calculated how many laps I'd need to do to complete a mile. The total? 18. Lap one I thought, hey! this is pretty easy - I can totally do this! But by just the third lap, I wondered, oh man, how do people do this? So I walked a lap, ran a lap, walked half, jogged half... when I was done, I felt a little close to throwing up... but I was elated! I did it, despite the definitely-not-ideal circumstances. I don't know if I will run again or not, but for now, I'm really, really proud of myself.
Type: Jog walk
Distance: 1 mile
Calories burned: Who cares? Okay, okay over 100.