So we’re on Day 5 over here, and already I am learning about the blessings and curses of a scheduled training plan. So far, running has been fine, but not great and not bad. I’ve improved from Monday to Wednesday, but my blisters are that much more developed. In fact, after running Monday night then Wednesday morning I am giving myself until tomorrow after work to run so I can give my blisters that much more time to heal. We’ll see if it makes a difference…

Monday was running for the first time, which I did at Liz’s gym. This proved beneficial because having someone potentially seeing you run makes you push yourself harder, I find.

Tuesday was a rest day, so I chose to walk for 40 minutes to keep my body moving. This was to Trader Joe’s and back, where I purchased some Brussels for dinner. The walk was good, but I got a little bored, and it was a smidge cold. I think I’ll try to make sure I have a walking partner at least on my weekend walks, and maybe finally upload my Paula Deen book on tape or some podcasts to my iPhone so I can be interested while walking.

Wednesday was my second running day, but I knew I had to run in the morning because Liz and I had yoga that evening. I got up, lugged two bags/outfits to my car, and headed to the gym just before 7:00. 19:29 later, I was done. Shaved thirty seconds off my 1.5 miles, and I am happy to report my best mile time as of late of 12:49. Definitely an improvement. Seeing results so quickly is really great and satisfying, but don’t worry – I’m not getting used to it. The blisters did resurface, however, at full strength, which was nerve-racking as I had to run again on Friday.

Wednesday night it poured, just in time for Liz and I to head to yoga. We arrived soaked, disheveled, and out of place. It’s not that we don’t walk the walk – we came in with our mats, dressed in what could pass for legit yoga gear. We just don’t necessarily talk the talk, if you will. That is to say, when the instructor said, “Now it looks like sitting might not be the most comfortable for some of us, so why don’t you lie down,” I couldn’t look at Liz, for fear of bursting out laughing. Not to mention the point where the man in front of us fell asleep during savasana. There were definitely a few times that I was in tears laughing, holding it in for the sake of not letting Liz lose it. Needless to say, next time we go to yoga it will not be to the “gentle” class. No, L, it’ll be Level 1.

Thursday I spent recooping. It’s holiday hours at work, which means I get off an hour early. I headed down to Bella Bridesmaid to try on my dress for Nikki’s wedding and then headed home for an evening of hanging out with Jeff. A few house hunters and food network later, I’m gearing up for tomorrow’s run. I’ll be headed to the gym after work, then I will be ready for a weekend away from running. Knowing that the weekend requires walking but no running, per say, is a blessing, but the curse lies in a Monday run. But let’s get through Friday, first.