Thursday, July 11, 2013

Couch to 5K training

Because I have a daughter with a mental illness, I have developed a survival strategy to not look too far ahead.  I deal with the issues on my plate and don't worry about what is next.  It's not a great life strategy but it has become a very useful survival strategy for me.

Well, I am working on the c25k program and I started week 5 on Tuesday.  I am super proud and happy that I have made it to week 5.  I have always wanted to be a runner but have never had a training plan or have ever had any success with becoming a runner.  For the c25k training, the weeks have been 3 days of the same thing.  I have panic attacks and so I will look just at what the next week has the day I get ready to go run to prevent getting all worked up.  That is my survival strategy.  This week, day 1 was run 5, walk 3, run 5, walk 3, run 5.  For the first time ever I thought "cool."  And it was cool.  I pretty much breezed right through that training.  Tonight, I thought based on the previous 4 weeks that the workout would be the same.  I did my 5 minute warm-up, the iPhone told me to run and I started in on my 5 minute run.  After running for a bit, I looked to see how much time was left.  My phone said 6:12.  Immediately panic set in.  Did I forward to the next week?  No, it said Week 5 Day 2.  I used my breathing and my practice to focus and I ran until my phone told me to walk.  At that point, I looked to see what the plan was for this day.  Run 8, walk 5, run 8.  The second 8 seemed a little easier because I knew I could do it and I knew what was coming.  As long as I get into a rhythm of breathing out on every other foot down so that I am not exhaling always on the same foot I seem to do ok. Less than a minute to go, I started thinking "I can do this.  I can do this.  I can do this" and while that may work for the little engine, it messed up my rhythm and I was almost hyperventilating.  I did it though.  I ran two 8 minute intervals.

I looked at the next run and it is 20 minutes running.  Panic!  But, I will do that.  I will.  I have to.  My right knee is hurting.  No bad enough to stop but it takes a few paces before it feels strong enough for me to put all of my weight on it.  I bought a brace but it is so restrictive that I haven't worn it yet.  I will if I have too.  I am also going to wait until Sunday night to do this run so that I will have 2 good rest days and give my knee some time to recover.  I did realize that I would, at some point, have to start running without breaks but I just didn't think it would be this soon.

In addition to knee discomfort, I am having a little bit of breathing trouble after I complete my run.  My lungs hurt occasionally while running but what is happening is that after I get back from running, about 30 minutes or so, I start the coughing and the wheezing.  I have a Pro-Air inhaler from last year but I really don't want to use it unless I have too.  Hard headed and stupid probably.  I will research that inhaler tonight and the pros and cons.  I might be better off to use it than not.