Starting over. No really! OK, maybe…

So my previous post turned out to be bullshit. I didn’t start running when I said I was going to. I can’t say I’m surprised and you shouldn’t be either.

I have been keeping up with my weight training a little better than I have with my cardio, though that’s not saying much. I’ve been hitting the weights 1 to 2 times a week, the end goal being 3 times a week on the weights and 5-6 times a week for cardio.

I’m starting back running pretty slowly, using Hal Higdon’s novice 5K training program as a basic template, so I hope to be running 3 times a week and hitting the stair master a few times to fill in the off days. Once it warms up and starts staying light a little later the stair master will probably turn in to family walks before dinner, but that’s not gonna happen while it’s cold and dark!

Last night the wife and boy were out late, so after my weight training I decided yesterday was the day to start running. I laced up the old sneaks, strapped on the heart rate monitor and GPS watch (I foolishly thought would inspire me to run) and headed out into the dark. On previous walks I’d mapped out a course that my fancy schmancy GPS watch told me was ~1.5 miles. After struggling through the run, which was challenging, but actually wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be I was pretty pissed off to have my watch tell me it was only 1.32 miles. Argh! Oh well, Wednesday I’ll head down a cul-de-sac to add in the extra distance.

My forced mantra for the next couple of months will be humble beginnings. Not sure why I do this to myself. Sigh