Apparently today is National Running Day. So it’s appropriate that this morning, I decided to start running again goddammit. Says the girl who never wanted to run again.
I can’t say that I’ll ever run outside again, though. I need the treadmill or a rubber track (which I guess could be outside). Something lower impact for my poor sad knees. Andplusalso I’ve decided to set no goals aside from “maybe try to run more.” The last thing I need is to make myself feel like an asshole because I can’t run for an hour straight. I just can’t. My energy is there but my legs refuse.
So, intervals it is. When Kate and I did the Couch to 5K last summer, I lost like 8 or 10 pounds just running a little bit for three days a week for six weeks. Why? Well, in part because running is super good for you, but also because the training is all about intervals which, thanks to my subscription to Women’s Health, I’m pretty well convinced is the best way to do anything ever. Or maybe just work out, but still.
Anyway, today I alternated two minutes of running and a minute walking. Ridiculously easy. Tomorrow I’ll do 5/2, then maybe 6 or 7/2, and so on. I’m pretty much making this up as I go along, and that’s fine with me. As long as I can watch Nate Berkus while I’m running I don’t much care.
In other news, I am considering a dramatic haircut. We’re talking pixie-esque here, people. But I’m scared. I’ve had slight variations (swoopy bangs vs none at all; shoulder length vs mid-back) of the same haircut ever since my perm grew out in middle school. I fear chaaange! But summer is upon us and it is hot. I have a lot of hair and there are times when a ponytail isn’t enough, so I’m thinking about getting rid of it. I have a Juut gift card that’s been sitting in my wallet for almost a year, so I might just schedule an appointment and see what can be done.
Maybe. Like I said, I’m a bit scurred about it. I guess we’ll see, eh?