Born to run?

I have no idea. But I’m trying.

Last night was the end of my second week of the Couch to 5K program.

I don’t know what it is. But somehow in the back of my mind I think I’ve always viewed running as one of the more admirable sports. Something that requires just what I lack–discipline, and physical stamina.

The C25K program isn’t bad in theory. You start out alternating between running and walking. For those of you who can’t memorize the length of different intervals, there are podcasts that you can download. I’ve been using one without any music. You can add your own tracks to it using a program like GarageBand (if you’re a Mac head). I’m not sure what the PC alternative is.

Audacity, perhaps?

(I don’t mean to sound like a wuss, but I don’t think I’d have quite the same motivation if I was running in silence. Right now I’m at the point where I need someone–or something–to kick my butt.)

In spite of how good my new exercise regimen sounds in my head, physically, I’m being tested. Every morning I wake up aching. If this perpetual soreness doesn’t leave me, I may move on to something else.

*thinking wistfully of my bicycle*