I Couldn't Believe it!

Being a waitress has given me a lot of things in life.  Mostly a disdain for the general public.  However, as I was getting a pedicure one day, the technician (What else do you call someone who does pedicures?) mentioned that I must be on my feet a lot because my calf muscles are very developed.  This was before I started running, and I realized that it could only be attributed to work.

Let me explain.  I don't take breaks*.  On most Fridays and Saturdays (and various other days when I'm covering someone else's shift), I work 9 plus hours without sitting down.  That's 540 minutes at the very least without sitting down.  Go ahead, try it.  I'll wait.  Make sure you have some damn comfy shoes on, cause even with the best shoes, my feet still hurt at the end of the day.  I realized, on a very populated and busy day, that I could totally do a marathon, if I could get the rest of my body in the same condition as my legs. 

That's actually me....on the news waitressing.  

Not long after, I started running.  The C25K program has really given me the encouragement to run, as well as forums and other blogs that have given me the advice and tips I needed to learn to run properly.  I still need to work on my stamina and improve my cardio, but my legs.  My legs never get tired.  Not like other people's, who's comments are their legs hurt or they felt like lead.  I just usually run out of breath or get a side stitch that feels like a little demon has suddenly tried to escape from my rib cage. 

What's the point in all this blabbering?  When I do something on the bike machine, I feel like I've cheated.  2 miles in 9 minutes?  I wasn't really even all that sweaty when I finished. My legs are strong, but I still feel like it's a good way to warm up muscles in a gym.  

Proof of my 2 miles in 9 minutes
* If you look at the status chart (the green dots) , I went up and down in resistance* 

So, I started off the other night on the bike machine to loosen up.  Then moved on to treadmill, elliptical, and finished with the track.  I was wary to walk (or power walk) on the track, because I knew I'd mix up how far I'd gone.  So, I tried my Nike+ app and it worked.  

This is what I did TOTAL: 

That's 6.5 miles in 1 hour and 12 minutes.  

That's more than a 10K!  and in a little over an hour. 

I was so proud of myself.  

Moral of the story?  Push yourself to do a little bit more each time you workout.  Keep it realistic and be proud of what you're doing.  

And remember that it doesn't matter how fast you're going, you're still lapping the people on the couch. 

*Disclaimer, I legally am allowed to take breaks, and I realize that, but I don't want to give up tables or leave my tables in the lurch.  I'm what they call a "good" waitress.