Workout: 2 x 90/90 plus 2×3/3 and a 5 min warm up and cool down.
Weather: 9C but damp.
Odd moment: Happening upon a dog walking club and having to run through the middle of about 12 canines all going in different directions.
Distraction level: High.
How many times I thought I was going to die: Once near the end of the second 3 mins.
My husband had a rare morning off and, as my parents were on baby duty, he decided that despite the fact he hasn’t run for approximately 100 years he would come and do week 3, day 1 with me – which included the dreaded 3 minute run.
Even though he did not have proper running shoes and refused to wear jogging bottoms (see pic), despite it being cold, he coped with the first half
annoyingly ridiculously well. He wasn’t even out of breath after the first 3 minutes, which made me very cross proud.
Then, just as we were about to start the second 3 minute run he pulled up and said his legs were stinging. They were, admittedly, very red. I gave him the car keys and he limped off wishing he
had listened to me because I am always right was wearing warmer trousers.
Meanwhile, I was having my own clothing issues. My jogging bottoms kept falling down. Thank goodness I had a base layer on otherwise those dog walkers might have got a bit more than they bargained for. I’m not sure what to do about them as I don’t feel confident in wearing my tights yet and can’t really keep wearing them unless I run while holding them up with one hand. Maybe tights and shorts? Is there such thing as a running belt?
Anyway, I faced the final 3 by myself. It was an epic Joan v Katy battle and all the while I kept thinking: “I used to run 5k 3 times a week, why am I finding 3 minutes so hard?” I really don’t understand why I have this mental block. By the end of the three minutes it was as if I had run a marathon (or 8K, which is my longest distance non-stop) and was dragging myself across the finish line. Does anyone have any tips for this? I feel like I’m hung up on 3 minutes when I know I can do it.
I was pleased that I completed the workout but fear that now I know how difficult it is I’m going to wuss out on the next attempt.
#Thisgirlcan (sort of, maybe)