Day one/ week one

Hey! so today was my first day running in a long time. I am working on a 10 week training program that gets you back in shape to start training for marathon running. here is the layout.

Week	Run	Walk	Repeat	Total Time
1	1 min	2 min	7x	21 min
2	1 min	1 min	10x	20 min
3	2 min	1 min	7x	21 min
4	3 min	1 min	5x	20 min
5	4 min	1 min	4x	20 min
6	6 min	1 min	3x	21 min
7	9 min	1 min	2x	20 min
8	12 min	1 min	Then run 7 min	20 min
9	15 min	1 min	Then run 4 min	20 min
10	20 min	Leap for joy		20 min

http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-380-381--2201-3-2X3X6-4,00.html

I decided that if i was going to try and run a marathon I would take baby steps. the marathon i want to run in is the Country Music Marathon in Nashville and it is one year away. My small goals up to then are:

1) run at least 2 5K
2) run at least 2 10K
3) have fun while running!!!

I had no idea how out of shape I really am until today. I finished the first 21 minutes, but it was kind of a struggle which is sad, but its a start. I finished out with a total of 2 miles, mostly walking. I feel better now that i finished my work out and am looking forward to getting back in shape and finishing my goals! I know its a long road ahead, but I know if i put my mind to it, and legs, I can do it! I just need to avoid all the things that have stopped me in the past. I burn out quickly. Somewhere in my past I was put in the mindset that if you didn't feel like you were going to die when you got done working out, you weren't working out enough. This mentality worked when i was 125 lbs and competitively dancing in high school, but 4 years, no workouts, and a lot of beer later this probably won't work for me just quite yet.

I try to find inspiration in everything, its the curse of being an artist. but this story is pretty cool and very uplifting. Today while i was running there was the nicest older man on the treadmill next to me. I had been there for about 15 minutes when i stopped for a walking session and he said, "good run!" I replied with a very raspy out of breath "thanks". He then looked at me and said, "I'm proud of you." It was so kind of him, he could tell I was tired and trying and he gave me the motivation to keep going. On my first day, someone was proud of me, and I am proud of me. Thats why I made this blog. I need to be held accountable to do this, or I will slack off. and I really want to do this. So leave me some love, encouraging words, or just a hey!