Today was all about acceptance. I accepted that Irving wanted to run to the gym and was going to literally push us there if he had to (and he did). I accepted that I have to practice what I preach and try to regulate my breathing so I'm not gasping for air next time. But most important I accepted that even though I may have had a previous experience with a 1/2 marathon, there are better people for the title of trainer. Today I passed the torch.
When we were talking about (or texting, really) the possibility of getting together to go to the gym today (even though we originally had today scheduled off), I was thinking we would meet at the gym, hop on a treadmill, run for a good 30 minutes, warm down and be on our merry way. Then, I got a dreaded email from Jessica..."want to meet us at the house so we can run to the gym?" I was laughing so hard that my co-workers probably thought I was insane. I agreed half thinking that once I got there my laziness would rub off on them and we would either carpool or walk... No such luck! We hit the main intersection and off we went. I must say I was pretty impressed by what a group dynamic will embarrass you into doing. I was so afraid that i would look like a lazy *** (even though I FULLY admit I am!) that I pushed myself harder than if I was running on my own. Even though I truly felt like stopping Irving's extra push (literally) kept me going. Even up that infernal overpass hill which, I am proud to say, I ran most of the way.
I was, however, disappointed in how little control over my breathing i had. I was huffing and puffing at 1/2 mile... maybe even sooner. My throat was dry and my mouth full of saliva. What gives? Well, when breathing through my nose started to hurt my sinuses, I opened my mouth like I was taking a bite of my favorite slice of pizza (MMMM PIZZA!!!), but the feeling of relief was momentary. Soon after, I wanted to drop to my knees, curl up into the fetal position, and take a long, long, LONG nap. Ah, what the lack of oxygen does to a body! I plan to research the whole breathing thing again and practice it BEFORE I run for more that 50 steps.
I must say, and those who know me well can vouch for this, I like to be knowledgeable about the project I take on and usually don't like not being at least above average at it. But when it comes to running or most other sports, I suck. This is my full and unbiased assessment of my physical abilities. I suck. I have strength, that's not the problem, but that special gene, drive, or voice in your head that tells you to go that extra mile to excel at the sport went MIA when God distributed my qualities. And I'm really, really, OK with that. So when I found out that Irving did cross country running in high school, I was overjoyed! Today's workout was great! Having Irving and Jessica both there gave me that push I had been missing in previous attempts to get back in shape. So Mr. Irving, I gladly pass the motivation/trainer torch your way.
Jessica and Vera have been so great to set a workout goal with. These ladies have a no-nonsense attitude about it and that will definitely come in handy when we have to run 13.1 miles for the first time. I kept looking at Jessica running in front of me today thinking, I have to keep up, I have to keep up! Vera running while pushing a stroller (and still faster than I, by the way!) is an inspiration... OC Marathon watch out 'cause here we come