Run, Run, Joey, Run!

I started my jog really by accident. The service apartment I live in Amstelveen has a gym on the ground floor, figuring it is not so good to stay in my flat, surfing the web and drinking, I decided to take advantage of the gym. I hated jogging because I cannot seem to handle the breathing well, panting all the way through (sometimes I feel my lungs are about to burst) is not my idea of fun. In addition, it is hard to find the right timing to do it. Before the meal you feel hungry, after the meal your stomach hurts.

I started to use the climbing machine in the gym, I can control the rhythm alright and get the cardio exercise done (heart beat can go to 184 per minute). The daily routine is very addictive until one day both of the climbing machines were out of order. I had no choice but to run on the treadmill, well, in fact, it wasn’t too bad at all. I found that I can breathe alright even if running at 10k/h for half an hour. After a couple of weeks on treadmills, I challenge the outdoor run.

Running on the treadmill is very different from running outdoor. I prefer the outdoor run, you feel the wind, see the scenary, knod to your fellow runners, calculate your next footing, it is a lot more fun than being a hamster. Once getting over the wall (the discomfort associated to running), my legs are just like a well-oiled machine, I kept thinking I can just run like this for another hour or so. Made the big mistake last weekend, I ran for too long and got really really hungry all of sudden. As if the power has shut down, it took me long time to make my way back to the apartment.

During the jog, you experience all kinds of pain and discomfort, leg muscles, ankles, and short of breath. However, the fun is positively correlated to the pain. I ran for 6 or 7 K this morning, now thinking about the pleasure, I guess I will go for another run tomorrow morning.