I need to clarify something about yesterday's post. When I said I went on the treadmill for 70 minutes…um I didn’t mean I ran the whole time. Not yet anyway. I used to run that much the whole time each night, and for the marathon I’m going to have to run for nearly 3 hours straight BUT right now I’m training my legs and lungs soooo….
I’m just doing interval training. That means I walk for one minute at 3 or 3.5 mph. Then I run hard at 6mph for one minute. Then I slow down, hyperventilate, cuss at Satan and catch my breath for one minute at 3 or 3.5mph. Then it’s time for the sprint minute again and each sprint minute I go up by .1mph. So this sprint minute would be at 6.1mph…next sprint minute would be 6.2mph….etc.
Or like tonight I ran for 2 miles straight and then I lowered my speed and every minute I increase the incline by .5mph until I get to an incline of 12.
I always run with weighted gloves on for the extra calorie boost too.
I change it up each night and I'll do this "changing up thing" until I can run one full hour at a base of 6mph or at least 5 miles in an hour.
So I guess what I’m really saying is I’m not as great as you all thought I was for being on there 70 minutes.
I’m not great at all at this point….but I plan to be soon! It’s in the works. For now each night the goal is to increase speed or get in 70 to 75 minutes or burn minimum of 500 calories or go a minimum of 5 miles and be covered in sweat by the time I’m done! Whichever comes first!
I chase the runner’s high like a stoner chases a meth high. It’s that good people. I’m not kidding.
Have any of you guys experienced the runner’s high? Or the exercise endorphine high?
It’s intense. You know it when you hit it. You want it every time. It takes a lot to get there.
And once you get there – you feel like you could rule the world and climb a mountain even if you only had one leg.
It takes me a good half hour to get there. First I hit the wall at about 20 minutes. The wall is the place or the minutes up to the place when it just sucks.
When you can barely keep going.
When you tell yourself at 30 minutes you’re getting off this sucker.
When your legs feel like lead even when you’re barely moving.
Yup - 20 minutes in and I usually hit the wall – a big massive brick wall and I swear on everything that is holy that I will not do more than 30 minutes. I pray for the 30 minute mark to come SOON.
And then minute 21 comes. And 22. And 23. And by the time I get to 30 – you can’t stop me. When I get to minute 70 or 75 – I don’t want to get off. I literally say to myself…just another 5 minutes – then I’ll get off. I don’t want to stop….because back at minute 30 or 40…I got high.
There’s nothing like it.
Oh it’s still hard. I still feel like I’m going to die during the sprint minutes. The catch my breath minutes go waayyy too fast. I think I can’t do another sprint minute – and then I do it. Over and over again.
I literally chant ATHLETE – ATHLETE – ATHLETE – every time my foot hits the treadmill as I stare at my feet carrying me.
I finish and I write down my distance, cals burned and time done. Because you can bet your ass I’m tracking that. Tracking it is half the fun.
It may be insane. It may be over the top. But that hour or more is MINE. It is MY accomplishment. MY sweat. MY sacrifice. MY stress relief.
So now tell me - how do you get high?