It was day 2. I set out and my calves and quads were tight as I walked briskly for the five-minute warmup thinking to myself….must get further than I did on Saturday. And I did. So then I relaxed a little and let my body fall into the rhythm. After the first running interval all I could think was….OMG…how many of these? My brain was calculating 60 seconds times 8 that’s 8 minutes and 90 seconds times 8 is 720 seconds which is 12 minutes…ok that’s 20 yep I’m a teacher I can totally do that in my head while running to distract myself from…dying!
It was sunny, 35 and beautiful, really, not too windy. And I was on a roll, finished mile one at 14:57 and she said you’re halfway! YAY I made it a mile….that was so fast, so I went a few extra feet before turning around at the end of the building. At the end of that running interval I started to hack and get a cramp again…..no sir, hey I know how to do this….slow deep breaths, two deep fast breaths, slow shallow….I was deep breathing out of asthmatic panic, old school. Neurons, muscles, working well together. Cardiovascular…well a little pissed off from so much time working 70 hours a week and not doing…CARDIO.
This time I was shocked when she said “one more minute” so I jogged that last minute slowly before my cooldown, old school AGR style. I know people who can’t run at all. People who struggle even more than I do. And I know one thing for certain, whether I can always run or not, as long as I continue my cardio, I am Asthma Girl Runner….I will always be a runner at heart, for life.