Where Things Stand

I started "training" about two and a half weeks ago.

I'm training loosely based on the Novice schedule put out by Hal Higdon. Basically, the week gets split up into two rest days, two "short run" days, one "short-long run" day (longer than a short run, shorter than a long run), one "long run" day, and one "cross" day (any exercise that's not running). That's the idea behind the program at least.

Week 1: Pulled in three three-mile short runs. Nipple chafe.

Week 2: Started running five-mile short-long runs. Attempted a 10-mile long run. Fail.

And now we're in Week 3. I have to run indoors these days because of Seattle weather. Week 3 brings in the new year. That means setting motivated goals and shooting for the stars. The stars, for me, include a more consistent training schedule, and a more nutritional diet plan. I like to eat, and there aren't many healthy options around school, so this might be tough.

Monday, I did a five-mile short run. I have anti nipple chafe ointment now, thank God.

Yesterday, I got all dressed up in my gear and went to run, thinking I'd push my limits a little and shoot for 6 miles. I think I ran about 30 seconds before my left calf muscle cramped up and I had to baby it for the next five minutes. Meanwhile, the lady running next to me gave me those judgment eyes:

So much for pushing the limits.

I was going to make Wednesday my rest day, but considering yesterday's sad excuse for a run, I think I'll go for a run tonight.

73 Days.