My pink, extra wide, New Balance balance cross
trainers and my pink I-pod, the accessories that
belong to my new runner lifestyle.
The first day was MISERABLE! I mean MISERABLE! It was eight intervals of 60 seconds jogging and 90 seconds walking. After the third jogging interval, I literally thought my chest was going to explode into flames! Every breath felt like a million tiny knives shredding my lungs and esophagus. As I jogged at a snail's pace, questioning my decision to try this insanity, I chanted to myself, "I'm not a runner. I'm not a runner." I did not think there was any way I could make it up the steps to our third-floor apartment. I'm sure it was a pain greater than child birth! I vowed I would never run again.
Roomy's totally in the "runner zone." It's just her and the track!