I get to the train stop and the train isn't moving. We're at the end of the line, where a train doesn't leave to begin its route until the second train arrives on its separate track, opposite of the train currently waiting at the station. They leave the station for their 1-way route every 12 minutes. Usually the second train arrives at the end of the line right before the first one is to go. So both trains are currently relaxing, with one of the trains cocked. I say cocked because that's essentially the look and message the train is giving. It advances about 25 feet from its starting point and waits 1 minute before it leaves, opening its door one last time, as if to say "I'm about to leave your dumbass". It's intentional.
I sprint to the door of the train and I see it closing as I run the final 25 feet. I press the button to open the door. No response. Press press press PRESS PRESS PRESS SLAM SLAM. Nothing. What the hell? PRESS PRESS PRESS PRESS PRESS. And the train just sits there. I wave my arms to the driver, who is either a) not paying attention, b) smiling cruelly, or more than likely c) just doing his job. The doors were shut and the trip has begun. Even if it's not moving...for the next 30 seconds. I stood at the door of that stupid train and watched as it slowly left the station. What a joke. So I go sit in the train on the opposite track (that is happily resting for the next 12 minutes) and a guy who saw me says "HE WOULDN'T OPEN THE DOOR FOR YOU WHAT A JERK". I nod, and in frustration, do nothing, sit down, and read a book. 12 minutes later, we get cocked. I watch as a guy casually jogs up to the door right next to me and it was like looking in a time-delayed mirror. The door closes, and he begins to pound the button with increasing ferocity. We go from cocked to launch and I watch as he throws up his arms in frustration.
I think he and I will plan to be a few seconds earlier next time.
So I ran today. I finished week 4! I'm pretty stoked about the progress. It was the toughest day I've had and I was gassed. Haven't been sleeping as well, but still sleeping at least 5 hours a night. I need at least 7 if I want to do the next few weeks.
As a recap...the first three minutes were tough. My mind was disconnected from my body was disconnected from my mind. I didn't want to run. But I got dressed, stretched, and ignored how my body or my mind felt. It was like I was going through all the motions from muscle memory. Something else was driving me. I might just be a video game character. I need a health pack and would like to rest for -8- hours and have my HP restored.
The first five minutes were awful. I was gassed. I was dehydrated. Obviously, the next two runs were awful as well. But instead of running 5 minutes at the end, I ran 6. Really trying to push the idea that I will be able to make the next step next week. I want to grab confidence, and I find that trying harder on my final day of the week gives me that impetus.
The sun was out. I ran at 1 pm. It's 88 degrees in Arizona in early November. I find this unsettling. I wish I had the time to run earlier or later on this day, but whatevos.
As a side note, I find it amusing that people write about how they didn't run for C25K. Why would you write about not running? Why won't you just go outside and run instead of blogging? You can do it! Si tu puedes!
I'm so excited that I finished this week. Next week will consist of a dramatic increase in runtime. I mean run time.
5-5-5 (with 3 minutes of walking for the -)
8-8 (with 5 minutes of rest for the -)
20!
20 continuous minutes, holy cow! I can't even focus for 20 minutes, let alone run for that long. I've never
This program has really challenged me. It is so cool. Still highly recommend it to anyone. Can repeat weeks, do whatever it takes, run at your own pace and enjoy what the program has to offer. I'm almost half way through!
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