A start

Hello, hello....

Today I start this blog as journal for myself. One day, I may post it for everyone to see! This depends upon my accomplishments! Haha

I have never been an athlete. I have always enjoyed a hardy workout, but never consitently kept up on them. Month by month I'd stay in shape....only to get sick or busy and quickly fall out of habit and quit working out all together.

This is where I change.

I want to be a runner! Woah! Hold on a second. I know, I know... Anyone who knows me knows that EVEN when I am keeping up on my workouts, running has NEVER been part of them. Even in my childhood it was hell to get me to run at school, at soccer practice, or just with my dad around the block (which was rare, but did happen). I've decided it was hell because it was hard! And still is!!

This is where I begin to change things. I went visiting teaching on Monday. I visit two girls, Erin and Lacey. My campanion (and roommate, Tori) and I got there and only Erin was home. Lacey was out on a run with another guy in our ward. When she got back Erin asked how far they had run and she said 5 miles! Phhh!! I was thinking wow, I wish I could do that, I would feel AWESOME!

As the night went on I was thinking about it more and more and I decided, I can do anything I put my mind to and I can be a runner! Usually, to get into shape, I hit the gym. Which, in the past has been wonderful, but this time I thought I'd take a different approach. I felt like going to the gym is just a waste of time. Drive there, change, lock up locker stuff, change again, drive home, etc... AND if I was driving all the way to the gym I'd feel like I needed to spend a quality amount of time there to make it worth while. So, of course, then I'd be all gross and would need a shower as well making my total gym/shower/driving time at least an hour and a half. Of course, the benefits were great, but when I needed an hour and a half everyday, it made it hard to actually get there.

So, this time, I would run close to home! HAHAHAHA. **This is SO not me at all! Tuesday (March 2nd, 2010) was day 1! I came home from a break from class and ran down the block until my lungs hurt so bad I had to walk. This is where I almost gave up. I laughed as I finished my walk around the block. I thought, I am NOT a runner and this is why! I can't freaking breathe! I'm not tired of running when I stop, I'm just huffing and puffing the whole way!! The whole rest of the block and the first 5 minutes I was home, I couldn't even breathe! I felt so terrible about myself, but then decided...people over come this all the time. I hear about non runners running marathons (not my goal!) why can't I run a freaking block! So, of course, I googled it!

I came up with so many different articles. So many people have had the same problems. I've learned...

1.) I'm breathing wrong

2.) I need to TRAIN my lungs

Lets get real, I know about #2, but #1 is where I gained a little more faith. My throat and chest hurt everytime I ran. I breathe in and out through my mouth. I've tried breathing through my nose, but never felt like I could get enough air in and felt like I had to take a break from breathing to breathe!