After working hard to get back on schedule last week, I'm behind again after a couple of days of bad luck.

I hurt my knee (not running) Tuesday night.  So I decided to rest it and not run Wed morning.  Wed afternoon I lost my iPod in a public place and will probably never get it back.  I blame myself, but I'm also mad because I JUST bought the Nike+ for iPod ($30).  Anyway, I still had two old iPod shuffles, and got one of them working (the old ones that hang around your neck).  So I downloaded the podcasts and now I'm ready to go again.  My knee feels okay today, so I hope it won't be a problem, but I will definitely stop running if it starts hurting.

So W5D2 was scheduled for Wednesday.  I think I'll run tonight, so I can do the 20 minutes on Saturday, and be back on my normal M/W/F schedule next week.

My birthday is next week, so if my iPod isn't returned by then I guess I'll just have to splurge on a new one. 

Good to see so many people doing so well.

I've gotten behind after missing some days.  Honeslty I don't even know how many.  I think I W3D2 a week ago Wed.  That night my MIL was taken to the hospital and while I was reeling from that the next day our wonderful miniture Australian Sheperd Max was left outside for a few minutes and the guy across the street (who we discovered was a convicted felon) shot and killed him.  Max had taken several of my jogs or at least part of them with me.  The felon also shot a little stray puppy that had showed up a few days before.  (That puppy had followed me on my entire jog on Wed after I didn't notice him until I was a ways down the road.)  Both dogs were in my yard at the time.  Needless to say I was devastated and since the guy was out on bail by the next morning I have not felt safe.  I think I jogged that Friday (that was W3D2) at the park when we took our son because we are afraid to let him play in our yard since the guy didn't seem to care that he was shooting toward a house where a preschooler lives.  On top of that his mother almost hit me with her truck as she drove up to yell at me and call me crazy for calling the cops over a dog and then proceeded to tell me I need to watch my son.  I've been a wreak.  Jogging here alone doesn't seem safe to me and the park where I can jog is about 13 miles away.  I've also been ill (some of it is nerves and panic attacks.) and 2 days I couldn't have jogged if I'd wanted to.  I finally did W4D1 Friday (guess that would make it a week off.) It went much better than I expected.  But I'm having a hard time getting my motivation back.  Having a hard time even getting out of bed.  I have lost my faith in the goodness of people especially the one's around here. I am at war with my inlaws over how they are treating my MIL and I failed to find her an attorney to make sure her rights were being looked after.  I failed to protect my dog.  I failed to keep my emotions under control and shield my son from the worst of this.  I'm not sleeping and not eatting and not jogging on schedule.

I hope I can get back on track and finish this so I at least have something.  Thank you for listening and good job to those of you who are out their running.

Anyone still running?

I finished W6D3 and it's officially 3 weeks till my first 5k.  I'm feeling okay about it...found out my pace this morning: 11:36mm (over 2 miles).

Hi where's everyone gone ?!! Mind you I haven't exactly been lighting the boards myself !! It's been very busy here & I did get sidetracked but I'm back on track. I finished W6D2 today & because it's TOM I found it hard enough. Don't know if I'll be able for a 25 minute run on Tuesday but I'll give it a go. I'm determined to do this so please everyone don't give up. Get back in touch cos definately if I can manage to get this far you all can. I missed a week but made myself get back out there & I will make it !! Fingers crossed !!

Wow you guys are doing so great!  I feel like I'm way behind you now, but I'm still here and that's what counts.

I was supposed to jog Sunday night but we went to Galvaston for the day.  After walking thru Moody Gardens and then 1/2 an hour at their water park we headed for the beach.  I thought about jogging there since it had cooled down and there was nice breeze but with 2 not qute 4 year olds to keep tabs on and the other 2 adults not seeming too be paying enough attention I decided to skip it.  Not sure how I would have felt jogging with so many people watching anyway.  Plus like my husbands cousin said "we must have walked 5 miles today.  I'm thinking more like maybe 2 but it's hard to tell when you're paying more attention to the sights then the distance.

So I decided to attempt W5D1 last night. I'd planned to go a little earlier but life got in the way. Minor things but it was almost midnight by the time I got out. We'd had a rain today and the humidity was 80% but the great thing about rain is the temp was only 69. Felt like heaven compared to what I've been jogging in. Maybe that's why it went so well. Or maybe because I thought it was going to be much harder. The first 5 minutes was actually the hardest. I got to 3 minutes and I really wanted a break. I started singing in my head and the next 2 minutes went by OK but I really had to push myself. The second 5 minutes was hard but just not quite as hard as I expected. Yes I had to push and I was huffing and puffing but after all the minutes I'd pushed thru in the past I knew when it came to 1 or 2 more minutes that I could do it. The last 5 minutes I made a deal with myself not to check until I got to a certain street. I was hoping that by the time I hit that street I'd only have about a minute to jog. I had to do the I can make it to that mailbox or telephone pole thing before I got there and I was just about to tell Joe "I need encouragement" as I got to my goal and pulled out my GPS. I was sort of thinking I must have looked at it wrong when Joe said "time's up." I just couldn't believe it so I was still jogging even though it was past 5 minutes by a few seconds when I looked. (Joe was using the clock in the van and it had changed about 10 seconds after I started jogging.) It felt great. I know I could have made it another minute if I'd needed to.

My distance is pretty bad.  If I include the warm up and cool down in it I'm still falling short a bit.  (I think)  I'm just slow and I'll have to deal with that.  Once I finish for time I'll work on getting my distance to the 5K.  I will do it.

Note to self: Self, Don't jog in shorts if they aren't really long and snug. The ones I wore were cotton (skort actually) and they kept bunching up after I started sweating. By the end of my cooldown they had rubbed my thighs so much I wanted to do the cowboy walk. Only downside of the night. Only minor leg cramps after jog number 1 and I stretched those out doing a sort of waltz walk. LOL I am so thrilled that I'm doing so well. Looking forward to attempting day 2, but not so much day 3. Can you tell how excited I am?

Sounds like you are doing great.  I haven't signed up for anything yet.  Mostly because I'm so slow I have no idea when I'm going to actually run 5K.  I'm just not ready to run for distance.  I don't have the stamina to go that much further and I don't have the time.  Rght now I sadly feel like I need a body guard to jog.  I was starting to feel a little more comfortable but not any more.

I'm not worried about it but it just feels a little odd to be so far behind.   Here is what I posted last night to a group I joined on a non fitness board who are doing the program too.

When I started out tonight the guy across the street and a woman (I think his mom) were out in the yard talking loud. I couldn't really hear what they were saying because I was on the other side of the van. Didn't really care to anyway but it made me nervous and I could feel a panic attack coming on. I talked myself down but burned up some energy because I was breathing heavy and walking too fast. Forgot about him as I started my jog.

 

8 minutes! It seemed like such a long time. At about 2 minutes Joe called out the time and I was thinking no way can I do this. I told him don't tell me how long I have unless I'm close to done. I kept jogging trying to think of anything except what I was doing. I pushed myself and kept on pushing thinking well I gave it my best shot I'll quit when I get to this spot and then I'd move the spot a little further back and keep going. I looked at my GPS thinking I was done for but I only had 30 seconds left, so I chugged on.

 

I felt good having done it once but could I do it again? 20 seconds into my walk the leg cramps hit. Worse than my last bout but I tried the same trick and they settled down after a couple of munutes. Drank some water decided on a spot to check my time on the way back home and turned around to head in the next 8. By 4 minutes I don't how I was puttting one foot in front of the other. I told Joe I have to slpw down or I'm never going to make it. Lift step drop, lift... Looked at the moon. Stars. Thought of a song in my head. 6 minutes Joe announced. Time for some encouragement, fast, cause my feet don't want to go. Daniel piped up from the back seat. "come on mama you can do it" Ah that helps. "You're doing a great job mama." And some how my feet keep moving.

I was so proud of myself when I did it. I think another 20 steps would have done me in, but I made it and that's what counts. I was feeling great as I started my cooldown walk.

 

I try to do it in the street because I don't want the lure of the house to tempt me, but about halfway thru the guy across the street started his truck up so I told Daniel to go in the house and I decided to finish it in the yard. He drove past the house slowly and I made sure I was up close to the house as he did, Once he passed I headed back down the driveway. When I got to the end I noticed that he had stopped at the next driveway and he started backing up. I turned around and headed back toward the house. I was most of the way there when he stopped across the end of the driveway and just sat there staring. (I could only see his shadow) I was scared and angry at the same time. I paused wondering if maybe he wanted to say he was sorry and was too stupid the know this would not be the way to do it but he just sat there looking. I got goosebumps and hurried in telling Joe who had come back out with Daniel to gey him back inside. I called the police.

 

I was chatting with a neighbor on facebook and she told me that I need to stop being scared and get over this. Is it me or is it people out here?