When I first met my husband I was 99 lbs. I am 5'4" (I'm a shortie) and I hate to exercise. I've always hated it, but I was still active.
Now? Now I'm tired. I have a 17, 13, 11, 8, 7, 5, 4, 2, and 16 month old. I drink a quart of coffee a day to just stay moving. I am 149 lbs. Still 5'4". Ha ha
Last year I decided I wanted to prepare for a 5K in May of this year. I started the C25K program. I was actually at week 11 of the 10K Trainer. I was running about 40 minutes 3 times a week. Then I sprained my ankle. I had to take time off. In December my hubby and I started running together.
Last May we ran. It was my first 5K. It was his second. I ran 3.1 miles in 33 minutes and 17 seconds.
After that? I stopped. I wanted a break. I ran once after that. Then it got hot. I made excuses. Three months later, and 8 lbs heavier, I was finishing my plate at dinner. My 13 year old daughter (Hannah) asks if I'm going to run with her like I promised. I said "It's so hot". She looks at me and says "It's nice tonight". It was, so I put my plate in the sink (instead of getting seconds) and we got in our running clothes. Then we ran Week 1 Day 1 of C25K.
