I'm roughly halfway finished with Couch to 5k. I'm still aiming for a mid May 5k, so I have a few weeks of running the 5k under my belt. I'm pretty pumped about it.
That being said... today kicked my ass. I know I seem to say that every week, but week 5 starts a split. Every three running days you do a different interval, today it was walk 5, run 8, walk 5, run 8... and man is 8 minutes a long time.
I'm thinking I'll probably run this same interval tomorrow, partly because my legs need it to keep from cramping up and partly because I'm scared of what day 3 may hold.
I will say I was pretty proud of how far into the 8 minutes I could run before my calf started cramping up and I had to pause to stretch. I can't imagine what would happen if the Kate circa Jan. 1 would have done trying to go that 8 minutes.
My run was peppered with moderating Bella and Molly. There was an attack yesterday (B tried to kill M for touching her bowl)... so we've been closely monitoring them.
I plopped them on the guest room bed and gave them each a chew toy:
They then would trade spots and chews throughout the half hour I was on the treadmill... ending up like this by the time I finished:
Now they're sacked out on opposite sides of the bed while I spread out my sore legs... while watching Figure Skating.
Did anyone else used to practice jumps in socks on hardwood floors in their house? Just me?