SCAREDY PANTS!

hey guys I was just excited because today i ran for the first time in my life! lol i felt so proud of myself.

I`ve been the "chubby one" my whole life. I struggled in phys ed throughout my school years and completly dreaded track and field day. Every year I would come in dead last, I guess someone had to, but its still pretty crushing to a kids ego. I suppose I carried that fear into adulthood because I really have had such a hard time over comming my fear of running! I think every time i see a runner I have track and field day flashbacks!

A good personal friend of mine has been encouraging me to " just try" because she knows how envious I am of runners. So today,after my boxing class, I decided to get aboard the dreaded tredmill. Anxiety kicked in almost immediatly. I can feel my the impact every time my foot hit the tred runner and im thinking about what a mess my jiggly *kitten* must look like, that my stomach is probly looking like the surface of a bowl of jello in an earthquakeand my arms must be flapping away like a couple of turkey gizzards....and im only walking at this point. WHY AM I SO PARANIOD?!!

So I call over one of the trainers (talking calms me, always, gift of the gab...i got it! ). I figure, I'll just chat with her about what I want to do and ask some questions about how to get to my goal of being a runner, lol. I talk about C25K (cause everyone seems to be doing it around here), but that program seems kinda weak to me. Despite my being such a chicken on the tredmill, I really am a grab life by the balls kinda person, I swear! lol So she says, well see if you can run the first min, so i crank 'er up and do it, NO PROBLEM....well, okay see if you can go for 2, done. 3? ok easy...she says, well maybe try for 5 and then take a 2min rest (5run, 2walk) and she leaves me.

Well, now I'm running, dammit I'm doing it!!!!! Another trainer walks by and compliments me on m gait! "wow, youve got a fantastic gait" ARE YOU F'N KIDDIN ME?! This is my 1st time running! So now I'm all WHOOOOO!!!! and just friggin givin 'er! doing the 10min mile pace. I'm nearly ready to start clapping for myself and cheering my self on as I past the 10 minute mark. For some reason "eye of the tiger" is playing in my head...dah, bah, bah, dahhh, bah, bah, dahh, dah, dah, daaaaaaah!

This is amazing! I feel so good! I'm already exhausted from doing the eliptical and interval box class, but i keep going. I bet I was actually smiling while i was running. I definitly know that I wasnt thinking about my arms, my belly or my *kitten*. I freaking ran 25 minutes non-stop! GO ME!

Needless to say, I immediatly texted my friend after ward. I havent been this excited about anything for a long time. I feel awesome and I`m telling you if it hadnt been for her and my awesome MFP friends, I probly would have never tried. But I did and I`m gonna do it again tomorrow!

Thanks for reading my horrifically spelled and gramatically incorrect tale fellow group members! lol! I look forward to reading yours too!