I haven't been running in six weeks. Yes, I am ashamed to admit it. My weight has creeped up from all the holiday noshing. I have started to have dreams of what I would be like if I let myself go worse than now. (Now I know that dreams aren't accurate, that I won't grow 18" chin hairs, have my triceps sag down past my elbows, or that my teeth will fall out. But you know how dreams are. It shook me up, as illogical as it seemed).
So last night I made a goal which I emailed to all my Relief Society sisters to help keep me focused. I committed to running M/W/F and most Saturdays at a specific time each day. I asked if anyone wanted to join me (no one did, yet).
This morning I dressed in running gear to take the kids to school. I know I looked ridiculous driving to school while wearing running gear, but The Love Magnet is slow. Getting her to move in the right direction and at a regular speed is like herding cats. It isn't going to happen.
I came home. Posted on Face Book that I was going for a run. Posted on my Kookies WW board that I was going for a run. Psyched myself up. Turned on my Garmin and got it linked up to those mysterious satellites in the heavens. Walked out the door.
oooh. ugh. puff....puffpuff......*gasp*....chug...chug...chug
It was hard. Really hard. I know I am going to have to bite the bullet and get over the fact that it will be hard for the next two weeks.
At least I am proud for getting out. 2 1/2 miles 11:30/mile
Here we go again.
2 comments:
Yahoo!!!!!!!!! That is awesome. Food for you! I'm happy you're "back in the saddle." It is so hard to start over again. I would like to run again. I have all of my stuff down here to do it. I guess I'll just have to get busy!
I so wish you lived closer and could be my running buddy. Way to go!
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