Early last summer in an effort to ~*werk on mah fitnizz*~ I downloaded the ever-popular "Couch to 5k" app.

I actually hate running with the fire of a thousand suns, but the early summer fitness desire clouded my judgement and I decided, with my friend Lizzie in tow, to give it a shot.

For a few weeks we actually did pretty well and exercised with relative consistency, alternating  our 3-days-a-week of Couch to 5k with two days of swimming at the local community pool. I was better at swimming and Lizzie was better at running, so we balanced each other out and encouraged the other person to keep-on-keepin’-on with the fitness activity with which she struggled.

Then the Waldo Canyon Fire happened (remember that?) and The Powers That Be encouraged everyone to stay inside away from the toxic smoke that filled the air. (Stay inside? Well, only if you insist, Colorado.) After about a week the air quality was safe enough to leave the house for extended periods of time, but we…did not resume exercising.

Anyway, I just found this thing that Joy posted about Couch to 5k and it perfectly describes my current attitude towards the app:

So really what I need is “slovenly ball of winter fat and waste to couch, to slightly fast walk, to jogging if someone is chasing you, to attempting to run, to, perhaps, at some point in the next few years, running and then eventually, when your life is at stake, running a 5k”