Friday, June 28, 2013
F&%*#$% Treadmill
So, I'm starting a series of workout related posts (because it's my page, that's why.) Read them, skip them, but I'd like to share, so whatever.
WARNING: Explicit Language ahead. (That's where I say Fuck a lot)
I've been having a hard week running this week. It's humid as hell and I can't breath. So today I decided I was going to dust of my treadmill (literally) and see if inside running helped. I usually run outside on Grant's Trail. The upside of running outside is that I don't have to stare at the wall in my basement, and, no matter how tired I am, I still have to make it back to my car in order to end my workout.
Let me set the scene. It's 9am, I've had to dust my treadmill, crawl under a train table to locate the cord, and move the stack of various things residing on it.
"Hello Treadmill, so we meet again."
4 mins in I hadn't even finished my warm up, and I was bored senseless.
My acid reflux has been acting up. (in fact, I was up until 1am trying to decide if I was going to turn inside out, or throw up, as I suffered the gnawing burning in my esophagus.) GERD and Asthma go hand in hand, if you have a flare up of one, you usually have a flare up of the other. So, not only does my stomach hurt, but I can't breath.
It took me 2 1/2 miles (and an hour) to hit my stride.
"Fuck you treadmill, I fucking hate you.
This is so boring
Fuck you asthma
Fucking reflux, fuck you, go away
Can't fucking breath.
Stomach fucking hurts.
I hate everything.
I'm going to puke.
...maybe if I puke I'll be able to breath better...
Nope, still not worth puking.
Fuck you asthma.
I'm getting off this stupid machine after a mile."
It took me a little over a mile to finish my C25K workout ap on my phone.
"Ok, I can limp and finish 2 miles...
I can maybe add some running intervals in there...
I can finish out 2 1/2 miles. That's a good end point."
At 2.6miles I decided I could totally run another 2 miles without stopping once. (Up until then the best I'd managed was 5 mins with a 4-5min walking break in between.)
I didn't make it 2 miles, but I did make it 1 mile, without stopping. It took me a full 20mins, but I "ran" 20 mins without stopping.
Then I ate chocolate for lunch.
I still feel pretty good about myself though, so fuck it.
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