I am SO slow. *laughs* It's a big frustrating for me that other people walk as fast as I jog. I guess the only option is just to get better, if I want to stop feeling sheepish about it.
I went to the manly gym this morning, because they have sturdier treadmills, and it is closer to my house. Ok, it's not like I'm afraid the treadmill is going to break, but there is something to be said for not feeling it shake under me. Nothing makes this big girl feel even bigger like the feeling that the treadmill under my feet might give up the good fight, and it would be all my fault. :o )
Let me get these numbers up here, before I chicken out.
1 mile- 13:27 minutes
20 minute mark- 1.56 miles
Average pace: 4.7 mph
I could have run the first mile a bit faster I think, probably around 11:30 to 12 minutes. However, I knew that I wanted to survive the whole 20 minutes, so I tried to keep a steady 5 mph jog. There became a point though, where I just had to walk for a few minutes. I haven't run in such a long time, way back when I hurt my foot. It feels like my body has just forgotten how to do it. At first, my breathing was alright, and I felt like I was going strong. Then, my tender lungs started to ache a bit, and that began to take my head right out of things. I started coughing a little bit, and then there was no choice but to walk a while.
When I felt like I had gotten a handle on my breathing again, I bumped up the speed. Even though I was tired and huffing and puffing, I put the speed up to 6.5 mph for the last minute. I had thought to try that for 2 minutes, and I'm glad that I didn't. As it is, I barely made it for that one minute before my lung function started to affect my head. As I hit the stop button, I thought it would be a very good idea to sit down for a minute. So, I had to grab some wall and crouch for a few seconds while I caught my breath. I put my numbers into my cell phone, and by the time I was done, I felt able to get the sterilization spray and paper towel to clean the machine down with.
It feels good to have done something. It feels good to know that I pushed myself. It just doesn't feel good to see how little it took to make me feel bad. I know that I will get better over time, particularly after I start truly feeling well again. That is what I'm trying to focus on.