This is hard

So, at the end of week one just what can I say I've learned ....... that marathon runners are completely nuts, that's what I've learned.  On Monday, I finally ran out of excuses - the trainers arrived.  I had no idea there was so much to buying a pair of trainers, my main concern was that I didn't want black!.  These shoes however are not made, they are 'engineered'.  I went with Andrew to the local sports shop where I tried on a black pair, I bounced about it bit and said 'they're comfy' but I really had no idea if the midfoot support system or the impact control was going to be of any help to me at all.  Gel was mentioned in the description which sounded a bit good but where it went or what it did I really had no idea but having seen it I felt I probably needed it!.  Unfortunately they only had black and I would have gone without the gel if it meant having a pink pair but they didn't have any 'comfy' one's in pink so we came away and got them online, albeit, they are blue but at least they aren't black - I didn't want black!.

Next I had to rummage through my wardrobe for something to wear, I just about managed the trainers, an outfit is out of the question.  Money is a bit tight!.  I needed something that said 'I'm a bit serious about this' but that won't look rediculous when I collapse at the side of the road.  I managed to find a pair of tracksuit bottoms, in blue! and a selection of primark T-shirts. The lycra, nose clip and long socks can wait for now.

Next I needed a training programme, I managed to find a beginners guide on the marathon site, unfortunately though I'm not quite up to the standard of the start of the beginners guide so I had to search on line for a guide to get me to the start of the beginners guide.  I found one, it uses the walk a minute, jog a minute method and builds up the time you jog gradually - easy I thought!.

Next I needed a coach, like I said money is tight, but my seventeen year old daughter is at home most days and she's done a bit of jogging - job done!

On Monday we did a workout with Jessie Wallace, we'de made up our minds before the trainers arrived that's what we would do and I'm not very good at being spontaneous.  Tuesday was the big day when we ventured outside, we had to walk a minute and jog a minute, five times - Madi was on timing, well, I had hardly started and I was gasping for air.  In total we can't have gone more than half a mile and I already had the bendy legs.  If anyone tries to tell me again that Norfolk is flat I will tell them different, it's the only place I know where you can go up and down the same road and each way is up hill!!!!.  Four days later and I have progressed to jogging for two minutes, walking for one, five times then jogging for one minute walking for one minute, five times.  It's no easier, I'm still out of breath from almost the first step, does it ever get any easier or is it just this hard for the whole twenty six miles?.  Surely this can't be beyond me, there are other normal people who run this thing?