Running and I go together like….Britney Spears and her husband of a few hours. For a brief period of time, we think, hey! We might be able to make this work. And then we realize that, nope, in fact, we are meant to be apart. Far, far apart.
Which is a problem, if you’re supposed to be running three nights per week as the cardio portion of your workout.
Cardio night 1 was tonight, and it was a colossal failure. I was supposed to run at 3.5–a VERY reasonable pace–on incline 5 for three minutes, then walk two, then run three, etc., etc., for an eternity (or 30 minutes. Whichever came first.) Except 3.5 at incline 5 was just not happening. I was able to eke out two minutes before I had to go to a walk. Then, one minute. Finally, I gave up and hit the elliptical. When I run, my bad knee aches, my shins scream in agony and I cannot breathe. I don’t know how I’m ever going to overcome this, but I really want to. I’d LOVE to run.
And I need to run. Because I sort of promised Betsie that I’d run a 5K with her the day before Easter. This is problematic. I have eight weeks to train and I can currently run for 60 seconds. I’ll keep working on this, but I’m afraid the 5k run/walk will become a 5k walk/walk.
For the next several weeks, this running thing will be a top priority. Here’s hoping I improve quickly. Or that Betsie forgets about the 5k. 
I won’t forget, and I’m hoping there’s not much of an incline on our 5K.
And if it’s a walk/walk, that’s ok! If I have my jogging stroller by then I’ll be pushing about eighty pounds, so I won’t be very quick either. 