Yesterday went according to plan. I slept in again, knowing that today I'd be headed back to work and getting up early. Then to church. On the way home, Gary asked what I wanted to do ... meaning go out to lunch or have it at home. I immediately said, "I want to go to the gym". We went home changed clothes and I was anxious to start my Couch to 5k Training. This morning I ask myself why? Not really, I have a little more confidence that I will be able to participate in October at DisneyWorld with my family. In fact, I know it. If I can't run it as planned, I will definiately walk it.
I did a 10 minute warm up on the bike and then got on the treadmill with my instructions. Five minute warm-up and then start alternating jogging for 60 seconds and walking for 90 seconds and do this for 20 minutes. Easier said than done. What speed do I start. I set it for 3.7 and half way through doubted myself if I was doing this right. Should I be walking and jogging at the same speed. I was definiately jogging taking smaller strides, but it didn't seem right. I got through it and was glad I didn't have to do this everyday. The program says three times on week one, so I'll be back Tuesday or Wednesday. I later found out ... yes, I was suppose to up the speed on the jogging part. I started questioning if I need to start over and wait until next week. No way, I'm counting it ... it was only the first day.
My eating was in check, as well. Gary fixed a new recipe last night. Chicken Marsala and it was great but my portion was small and I was satisfied with that. It really helps that he is doing the cooking and does these new dishes. It varies our normal meals and variety is the spice of life.