REstart

I did not start my training yesterday. I made an excuse. It was cold which is not a deterrent for me. But it was very windy and rainy. Windy is not good because it brings on the migraine. Rainy is not good because eventually I have to bring out the inhaler. However...the prospect of a migraine or small asthma attack should not thwart the actions I need to take to meet my goals. So, this morning, I am going out to run/walk. Wish me luck. Here I go. Really...any minute now. I will be back in about 35-40 minutes to let you know every windy and wet detail!

PS Welcome Jamie, thank you for your kind words and keep laughing!

(hours later)
I did it! I did it!!!!
I completed W1D1 (week one day one) in the "From Couch Potato to 5K Runner" program which is a 5 minute brisk walk (not too difficult as it was FAAAAAAreeeeezzzzingg!)and alternating 60 seconds of jogging with 90 seconds of walking for 20 minutes. Now for the expert runner or fitness fanatic this means nothing. It is probably less than their "warm up" However, for me, it was glorious! I haven't moved quicker than a brisk walk since...well, since....have I ever? I don't think so! I came home to my waiting husband who congratulated me with sweet nothings and hugs and I was so overcome with joy that I actually cried. Sweet glorious triumphant tears. Lovely waterworks. I understand that the Ugly Cry will appear later in my training!!!

I now face a dilema. My training will be three days a week with one day off in between. This means that two of my three training days will be during my work week. No problem, right? Let me describe my morning routine.

6:00 a.m. roll out of bed after hitting the snooze button every 7 minutes for 45 minutes. Talk myself out of washing my hair so that I could sleep a bit longer. Coffee and quiet time with Jesus (no playing around here, an absolute necessity and thrill). Then I get dressed quickly, put on my face and wake up Olivia. She requires the potty chair (I must be present with tissue in hand) then chocolate milk and an episode of Olivia (15 minutes). Then, I dress her, grab her lunch, my lunch, my work bag, her coat, hat, mittens, and start the car. The dogs, at some point during the morning, have had to be taken out and then brought back in. Charlie requires physical help getting up and down the stairs and a trail of rubber mats from the door to the office where she resided during the day. There are not enough mats so we grab what she just came off of and run ahead of her to lay it down in time for her to get to her bed. Whew. Then, I grab the child and buckle her in, grab my breakfast and throw into the car. Make sure the t.v. is off, the Christmas lights are off, that the dogs are seperated and that the cat did not hide in Charlie's room (chinese food anyone?) and jump in the car for at least a 45 minute commute to Olivia's preschool. This requires more special attention as we must go potty first, wash the hands second, and push her into the class room where she has conveniently forgotten how much she adores her teachers and enjoys her friends. This can be anywhere from 5 minutes to 15 minutes or so....then peel off to work. Whew. Too bad it isn't actually as much of an aerobic activity as it sounds cause I would be skinny minnie!

In order to fit in two training days during the week I must either get up way early...(I am talking 4:45 a.m. cause the hubby leaves at 5:15 a.m. and someone has to watch the child!).

OR....

Do this on my 45 minute lunch hour. Where? I don't know. I can't jog in the mall, they might think I am stealing. On the street? OK...maybe, but I am not sure my co-workers would enjoy the earthy sweatty scent of me after my run.

OR....

in the evening after I get home which is just the backward routine of the above earlier described routine...plus, my neighborhood is not lit and there are no sidewalks and there are loose junk yard dogs...and...need I go on?

I think my only option is to get up early. sigh. cry.