I managed to do 20 minutes before the itching became unbearable. That’s 11 minutes longer than I went the last time, so I’m counting this as a win. I’m feeling okay about doing this, but not very hopeful that I’ll be able to run much of this event, if at all. I still can’t even…
Category Archives: Couch to 5k
Running update: simulpost to the Against the Wind Blog
Hey folks, As many of you know, I’m a guest blogger at the Against the Wind Blog, run by the Dick Beardsley Foundation and in support of the Virtual 5k Race the Foundation puts on every year. This is my latest post. You can read it at their website directly, or here: I wish I…
Run Report 001 – 9 minutes of itchiness
I did 9 minutes on the treadmill today, following the Couch to 5k guidelines – that’s not 9 minutes of running, that’s a 5 minute warm-up and then running for a single minute every 90 seconds (you walk for that 90 seconds). In other words, I barely got started before I stopped, because I was…
Hello visitors from Against the Wind!
Hello to the regular readers too! As many of you know, I’ve been working at the Couch to 5k recently. Not working very hard – as you can see I’m sitting here while the treadmill is riiiiiiiiight over there, but it’s a big goal of mine to be able to run a 5k without stopping walking…
Changing my FitBit pie
I’m still loving my FitBit, but I have to say the reports on how little I’m moving are….let’s see what’s the right phrase? TERRIFYING TO THE DEPTHS OF MY SOUL. For example, there is this pie chart that I was hardly ever looking at: One of the members of a FitBit community I’m…
I started running
Well, I jogged. When someone says they “went running”, I imagine them doing what they’d do if someone was chasing them. Or some thing - a passel of zombies, for example. As in; they weren’t walking, they were moving fast, they were swinging those arms and pumping those legs. Running. What I was doing was too slow…
Snowpocolypse appears to be melting
I haven’t written in days, I’ve been too busy coping with the snow that fell on Seattle in a great white blanket of agony. Oh right, you like the snow? Yeah I know, a lot of people do. Maybe agony is too strong a word, but unfortunately for me, snow is an anxiety trigger. I’m…
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