I've started going to the gym. Yesterday was the first day I stepped foot in one. Never would I have thought I would. I spent a good half hour on the exercise bike and 15 minutes on the treadmill. I'm quite happy with how much I had done (perhaps a bit more than I expected). I still feel like I know nothing about the gym and getting fit but hurray for starting somewhere. Running for buses always made me out of breath so I knew I was mightily unfit. I was a bit intimidated by the stares of other men though and the naked ladies in the changing room. Though I was forewarned!
Today I attempted to do some running around my area. Even the thought of it always made me feel intimidated. I'd always wanted to go running but my dodgy area where I live displeases me and I thought it unsafe. But today, meh to this thinking. I was only hoping that I wouldn't come across too many people or traffic (I'm well aware I look like an idiot when I run and my face goes an unsightly red very quickly - proof from yesterday).
You'd never guess: I came across the bus driver I knew, the postman who thinks I ignore him, and two police officers along with the occasional workman. Maybe I should just go running early morning (too many commuters?) or at night (oh my god, am I going to get stabbed?).
And it was such an awful run. I felt I could do way more on a treadmill than I can outside. I logged my run and completed 2.11 miles in 25 minutes. Now that is awful. I stopped running around 6 times because I couldn't take it (weeps) and because I decided to leave my water bottle at home. Never again! Bottle will come with me next time. I can't really judge if I did well or not since it is my first run outside. Hopefully, I'll keep this going. Gym maybe twice a week. Runs - once a week? I need a run buddy.....
Do you know what motivates me? Kitkat. Yes, kitkat. I see how much calories I burn and I think to myself - that's my kitkat gone. 107 calories.
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