As I have written about before, this current weight-loss journey that I am on is different from ones in the past. I’m not counting calories or weighing myself. And it’s been working pretty well, so far. I have been staying on track with healthy eating and I make time to go the gym at least 3 times per week. The only drawback to this method is that it lacks a specific goal for me to achieve. And then it hit me the other day when I was at the gym- why not aim to run a 5k race in the spring?
When I got home, I looked up spring races in Toronto, and I think I’ve settled on the 5k option of the Goodlife Fitness Toronto Marathon, on Sunday, May 3, 2015. It seems so far away, but I think that’s actually a good thing. It will give me plenty of time to build up my endurance so that I can actually run 5km, and once I’ve established that endurance, I can work on improving my time.
And while running a 5k race provides me with a needed fitness goal, I also want to do it because I CAN. I don’t mean that in an “Oooh, I am so fit and healthy and I can run as far as I want” kind of way; it’s more that I am young(ish) and healthy and there’s no reason I can’t do something like that. I have seen so many loved ones struggle with health issues- life-threatening issues like cancer; or like my mom, whose congenital heart defect resulted in restrictions on her activity, and ultimately led to her early demise. My own daughter faces potential mobility issues- we don’t know when or if she will be able to walk, and she may have serious difficulties with that. I owe it to them to make the most of my health and my life. I owe it to my family to try and live a long and healthy life, because I am not facing those issues at the moment, and I need to do everything I can to prevent that from happening. I want to see my girls grow up and I want to meet my grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
Once upon a time, back when I was seventeen and the absolute picture of health and youth, I took a phys ed class called “Fun Fit for Women” taught by Mr. Glaad. He was a serious runner, and introduced us to the benefits of exercise like running and weight training. By the end of the semester, I could run 5km in 20 minutes, which was a pretty decent time. I don’t know I will be able to achieve that time again, but I really don’t want to wait another sixteen years to give it a try (Jesus Christ, how has it been sixteen years since my grade eleven gym class? I remember making up excuses to get out of the swimming portion of that class like it was yesterday).
So here I go. I’m going to follow the “Couch to 5K” plan, and see what happens. I’m not exactly at “Couch” fitness level right now, but I abhor running, so I figure that’s a pretty good place to start. And just over seven months from now, hopefully I will cross that finish line without humiliating or injuring myself. It shouldn’t be too hard, right?
Yeah, I know- famous last words.