And the running begins...

So I had planned on last week being my first week running, but Monday came and I was feeling terrible.  My training plan didn't actually call for a Monday run, but I had decided I would use Monday to start running.

But I was sick, just felt terrible and didn't run.  Tuesday came, I was still feeling bad, didn't plan on running.

Then there was a picture posted from a family photo shoot.  As you can see below it's a wonderful picture.

When I looked at the picture I was disgusted. It took me a while to get over what I saw when I looked at the picture which was just me and how large I look.  

So I ran Tuesday, three miles.  It was hard, very hard.  I ran just over a half a mile and then had to walk.  It was slow, it was hot (90 plus degrees), but I finished it.  All three miles.

Wednesday I ran again, this time just two miles.  It was harder as now my legs were sore, but I finished it.

Friday I went again, three miles, this time I was able to run the first full mile before needing to walk.

My long run was planned on Sunday, but when I awoke it was pouring down rain.  So it would have to wait.  I went about my day and basically had talked myself out of it. Then I realized I would be mad at myself again if I skipped the run and it would be worse then any amount of pain the run caused me.

So I ran, 4 miles.  Again I was able to clear the first mile without needing to walk and I was able to finish it.

12 miles in my first week back to training.  Was it the speed I want to run? No, but I ran and I finished it and this week I'll run again (assuming we don't get hit hard by this tropical storm they are calling for).