I did something yesterday afternoon that I have never been able to do in my entire life, and something that I have attempted only one other time in my life. I ran for 20 minutes straight with no walking breaks.
In high school we had to run a mile for gym class, and I distinctly remember walking a lot of it. Yesterday I ran 1.5 miles of JUST running. My legs carried me a total of 2 miles on the treadmill if you count the half a mile I walked as warm-up and cool-down.
Sean called me a Big Mile Momma.
It made me realize that I could run in a one-mile race that accompanies many 5K races and finish without any further training. In a month I will be able to run 30 minutes non-stop. I am excited, needless to say, and unspeakably proud of myself for pulling this off. I never ever ever EVER could have imagined this.
Oh, and did you notice that I've knocked another 30 seconds off my mile pace? And that in about a week I will hit the 50 mile marker and be ready to buy a pair of real running shoes? Just in time for warmer weather so I may start running outside soon.
My workout was:
Week 5, Day 3
2.08 miles in 30 minutes, 2.0% incline
Average Mile Pace: 14:26