They go all rigid and start mumbling something about eating your brain. Perhaps you are roaming around the woods (is this where zombies hang out? I don’t watch those movies…) or the mall, whatever, and you find yourself within biting distance of a walking corpse. Let’s stick with our Zombie example for a moment. Your heart rate increases, your blood pressure increase, you start to breathe heavier, etc. Then, the adrenal glands start pumping out adrenaline and noradrenaline which cause physiological changes in your body. Here’s what he noticed: When you encounter a threat (or a perceived threat), your sympathetic nervous system is activated, which then wakes up your adrenal glands.
DANGER ZOMBIES 5K RUN HOW TO
I’m watching Buffy on Hulu this week.Īnyway, I chose to share this story with you because I think we are all stuck in Fight or Flight mode right now and we don’t know how to get out of it.īefore I go any further, let me add a quick explanation of Fight or Flight in case you just cocked your head to the side like a confused puppy.įight or Flight is a stress response that was first discussed by Walter Bradford Cannon, a neurologist and physiologist in the 20’s. Wait… that last one might have been for vampires. I haven’t loaded up on shot guns, chainsaws, silver, or any other weapon designed to destroy their brains. Now, in the midst of a global pandemic, why did I think it was a good idea to bring up zombies? Don’t worry, I don’t think the zombie apocalypse is upon us (unless you count the hordes of shoppers buying excess toilet paper). I’m not sure this would work with an actual zombie, but I did finish the races with all my flags attached to my belt. She looked down just long enough for me to swerve and pick up enough speed (still not running, mind you) to safely navigate the cluster and escape. That’s right, I looked the center Zombie square in the eyes and said, “Those are the cutest shoes I’ve ever seen! Where did you get them?” So I did what any self-respecting non-runner would do… I complimented the zombie’s shoes. I could’ve punched the zombie in their fake-blood covered face to get away, but I suspect that was frowned upon. I laced up my sneakers, pinned on my race bib and we were off!Ībout halfway through the course, I reached a cluster of “zombies.” I could’ve run out of the way to get around them, but there was that pesky “running” thing again. The morning of the race, I was… as ready as I was every going to be. My training ended on that day and I figured I’d just wing it. One morning, I decided that if I were to die later that day, I’d be really angry at myself for having wasted time doing something I hated so much. I had a treadmill in the house which I would get on every day and try to increase my speed, duration, and time between when I turned the treadmill on and when the f bombs started flowing out of my mouth like air. My training leading up to the event, well, it sucked.
I was going to run BECAUSE I was being chased. When a friend mentioned a Zombie 5k, it was a match made in Heaven. Actually, it wasn’t so much a desire to run a 5k as a desire to cross a 5k off my Bucket List. Which is why I thought it was weird when I had a sudden desire to run a 5k. Give me some weights to lift, a yoga class, a nice leisurely hike in beautiful scenery and I’m on board… but running? No thank you, sir. But seriously, I’m not a cardio kind of gal. I’ve always had this cute saying, “I only run when I’m being chased.” Well, I think it’s cute, anyway.
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