I mentioned in my previous post I had taken my first run. I imagine every runner remembers the first run clearly. The day, the weather, the shoes, the outfit, and, yes, the pain.
My first run took place this past Wednesday – I was determined to run no matter the weather. A recent post by Sven mentioned that runners run no matter the time of year. So I went home after work to prepare for the Big Moment.
Let me set the scene for you. Here in Minnesota (yes, I’m in the states) we have had quite the interesting weather. Up until this past weekend, nice clear warm October days, leaves turning beautiful golds, yellows, and reds. Not too hot or too cold, perfect for running. But what does this intrepid newbie do? Procrastinate – I got my shoes and socks and said to myself, “I’ll wait ’til Monday, that’s when my training schedule will start.” It was Friday and there was no good reason to wait, other than pure dread.
I did what I told myself I would do – waited until Monday.
Monday was a grand and usual fall Minnesota day. The temperatures had dropped from the 70’s (upper 20’s C) to the upper 40’s (cold). Driving cold, bitter rain had replaced the sun and 20-30mph (40-50kph) winds with gusts up to 50mph (80 kph) replaced the gentle autumn breezes. Who would run in that? NOT ME! This weather lasted throughout Tuesday and into Wednesday.
I took a hard look at myself Wednesday, and at the weather out my classroom window, and resolved to run no matter what came. The weather hadn’t really changed since Monday, but I had. I got home and prepared myself physically, by tying on those new Nikes over my new Nike socks, and headed out. I took my trainers instructions and followed them to the T. A brisk 5 minute walk to warm up followed by a short 1km run, to be followed by 10 minutes of stretching. Now most of you look at 1km as something on the way to something more. To me, it was a huge undertaking. I didn’t time it (it would embarrass me to know my 1km time might be as long as Sven’s 5km time). What I did do was finish it.
My legs burned, by arms burned, I thought I’d need an oxygen tank as my lungs were in revolt. But I finished my first run.
Today – run number two.