Or a nightmare, possibly.
I have promised one of my clients that, because of her commitment to me and her training program, I will run a 5k with her at the beginning of April. WTF was I thinking?? I'm not a runner. Well, not yet anyway.
I have until April 6 to change that. I'm simultaneously excited and terrified. I'm looking forward to pushing my body outside of its comfort zone, trying something new, and proving my dedication to my clients. But, I am scared to death. I had asthma really bad as a child, and every time I start to lose my breath, I flash back to what that was like and I panic. Then, of course, breathing is even harder, so I panic more, and it's a vicious cycle.
I downloaded an app onto my phone that a few people recommended to me, called C25K (couch to 5k), which will take me step by step from a "couch potato" to running a 5K in 8 weeks. Hopefully, it's a good app. I also have enlisted the help of my "male friend" to find a good pair of running shoes. He's good with that kind of thing. He just ran the Krispy Kreme challenge yesterday, and he runs for PT all the time, so I trust his opinion.
I'll keep this updated with my progress. Cross your fingers that I don't break an ankle or something stupid like that.