So, I'm over 50 and was sucked into a challenge by my 23 year old daughter over the holidays to run a 5K race in the Spring of 2011. Now remember it was the Holiday season and I do have a propensity to drink a little more beer than I should at this time of year, so it seemed like a pretty good idea at the time. I'm not in real bad shape, I go to the gym 6 days a week, have lost over 40 pounds over the last 2 years, walk regularly and watch my diet (except the beer thing, referred to above).
So New Years Day, we put the above mentioned daughter on a plane at 0530 in the morning for her return to Germany where she works as a teacher. Returned home and promptly went back to sleep for 5 or 6 hours. Getting up refreshed and rested, it occurred to me that the race I had picked was only 72 days away and I had probably at least go for a mile walk to start my training. Better than nothing, right.
Day 2, off to the gym for an hour and a half of crazed cross training and weights.
Day 3, more of the same.
Day 4, Crash, I was sore in places I didn't know had muscles, dizzy from depleted electrolytes, Generally dazed and confused. Well after a short trip to the Doctor, nice fellow only laughed at me for a minute or so, I had replenished the electrolytes and was ready for day 4 training. 5 minutes on the cross trainer and gave up on the weights after about 20 minutes or so. Sort of ran out of gas!!! Home for a beer and dinner and off to bed before 9:30.
Today is day 5 of what appears to be a hellish 72 day adventure to run a 5K race. Muscles seem to have recovered somewhat this morning, not dazed or confused and believe I can actually continue my training this afternoon. I've decided the race may be the easy part of this adventure, the training could be fatal however.
Will advise tomorrow of the progress in training and give some additional thoughts on why men over 50 do stupid stuff. Not all the stupid stuff, just this kind of stupid stuff. I'm thinking it may have something to do with reduced testosterone levels???