Monday, July 15, 2013

just keep running, running, running

I have never been what one would call athletic. I held my own okay playing softball in the summers following third and fourth grade. Back then I wasn't afraid of the ball, and I knew I would have a lecture at home if I ever considered throwing like a girl. I played catcher because most girls didn't want to put on that gear, and it was good for me because there was not a lot of running.  I took tennis lessons through the park board one summer, and I think I played about two weeks of basketball in sixth grade. That sums up my athletic career. Not a dance class.Not a soccer team. Each week at the beginning and end of youth group, I avoided the volleyball games like the plague.

me in sixth grade -
when I realized how un-athletic I am
I had the misfortune of being born in Illinois. Therefore from grade seven till high school graduation I had to take P.E. every. single. day. (Except the 10th grade semester in which we took health, and the few weeks I got a doctor's note because of my ongoing leg/testing issues.) I signed up for a lot of early bird PE in high school which enabled me to take more classes during the day, and to avoid most of the jocks during gym class. This also allowed me to skip out on P.E. because early bird was before school hours. I have many horrible PE memories. One involves a vault in the gymnastics unit. There was also the swimming unit every year where I feared drowning - and therefore skipped out on as much as possible. And last but not least were the mandatory Presidential Fitness testing - which involved running and V-sits. I have nightmares of each.

Read the bottom in Ben Stiller's voice from Dodgeball...DIED  This is my fave grumpy cat

I also had the misfortune of choosing to go to a college that believed that "our bodies are the temple of the Holy Spirit," and we were required to take two semesters of PE. There was a sport focused class (I chose tennis) and Lifetime Fitness (aka running). I earned a B in both of these classes, and swore I would never run again after I passed these classes.

Fast forward to present day.

I am more than halfway through my summer of teaching myself to run.  It isn't pretty, but it definitely isn't as miserable as high school or college. I am getting over my issues of caring what I look like in the gym because I am not being graded or compared to the people around me. I have not cried. I have not felt like a complete loser.

Each week I am running/jogging more and walking less. My breathing isn't scaring me any more. The thing that is holding me back these days is the pain in my legs. I am not sure if it is related to the funky way I walk or not.  If you would have told me this spring that I would feel good after working out like this, I would have laughed in your face.

Today was an exciting day for me. I had my best mile and a half time ever. I will not post it here because I am still a little afraid of being laughed at (a lifetime of feeling like an idiot in tennis shoes will do that to a girl). BUT I know what I ran the mile and a half in college, and I was about a minute under that.

To celebrate, we had ice cream after dinner tonight. The good stuff.

Sidenote: I agree with my college that our bodies are the temple of the Holy Spirit. I just believe that running a mile and a half at 7:30 am on Mon/Wed/Fri about caused me to lose my salvation that semester.

Sidenote to my sidenote: I actually don't theologically believe you can "lose" your salvation.

6 comments:

  1. Haha, love the sidenotes. I was a total athletic geek growing up, meaning that I was the last one picked/threw like a girl, etc. But I really enjoy running as an adult. Congrats on your accomplishment!

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    1. Thanks, Meg! I am starting to enjoy it - and every time I say that, it feels really weird - like I am betraying myself, haha.

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  2. Tell me how you are able to accomplish this. I want to be you. The breathing! ARG! And then I have circulation issues (itchy leg).

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    1. At first I walked a lot, ran (jogged) a little. Now I am about even with the jogging and walking (I can run for longer stretches at the beginning, I need more walking at the end.) Also, the treadmill has helped me instead of using the track (Mike suggested that). I can see a timer/distance, AND there are tv's at the gym to distract me. I have yet to run outside.
      But as I recall you do crazy things like Hot Yoga. I may be able to teach myself to run, but I will never be able to bend.

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  3. LOL, Unfortunately, the only time available for me to fit my lifetime fitness class in was in the afternoon, a.k.a., the part of the afternoon when the sun glares down on you and makes your life even more miserable than it already is because you are working out with a bunch of girls who clearly shopped for all of their gym clothes at Victoria's Secret Pink and never sweat. Meanwhile, I am wearing what I wore to soccer practice in the 8th grade and my face is as red as a tomato. Basically, I feel your pain!

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    1. Oh, lifetime fitness in the afternoon. I am sorry!
      I know exactly the girls you are talking about. At the 7:30 time slot they already had their hair and make-up done. I was like a)I just rolled out of bed and b)you know you are going to sweat that off, right girlfriend?
      I have been wearing various ugly t-shirts and shorts to the gym, but while I was home my mom bought me two "gym outfits." I have never had a gym outfit in my life, so I guess it was time!

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