Oh My God... what in the name of all that is holy was I thinking!
I hope you people with your glowing words of encouragement, while snickering behind your coffee cups, have not put any discretionary funds on this endeavor.
A former runner gave me a workout program, to use as a format for getting in shape to run the 5K. Downloading the program was the easy part.
First day of training:
Couldn't find my vest of many pockets to pack my phone, my glasses, Willie's dp bags, my little Sig, three mags, my knife, water bottle, first aide kit, and a tube of lip balm. Finally uncovered it and loaded up. There will be no photos, use your imagination.
Put Willie on his lead, and headed out.
Not too bad the first 5 minutes...
Then controlled breathing goes to a loud wheezing, gasping sound. A thoughtful neighbor asks if he needs to call the EMT's, there is no air to answer, so I just shake my head, No! He salutes me with his coffee cup to hide his laughter.
The girls are not at all happy about the darn sports bra, they prefer free range lounging pj's.
The ankle I tore up as a kid, has decided it really doesn't care to do this, and will protest by alternating between muscle spasms and shooting pain.
Willie has lost all sense of how to behave on a lead. He does not seem to comprehend that if I fall on him, he is done for.
Our neighborhood is in the hills, hills go up & down... a lot. Thank goodness for kegels. Kegels are our friends when we are far from home.
As we are headed back, I smell someone BBQing brauts, wait, it's early in the morning... hmmm.
According to the Jackwagon running program there is a day off between workouts so your body can rest. Rest!?! How about heal the heck up.
