As I was getting set to repeat that sentence to myself for the millionth time, this popped up on my scale...
{136.4}
WHAA?! Two pounds?! I can't believe it. THAT, my friends, is a victory :-)
Now let me tell you how I did it. I've started running. Not far, not fast, just running as far as I can for as long as I can.
Remember when I said I started going to the gym with a friend three times a week? We were doing so well, running on the treadmill and lifting weights. But recently some illnesses (mine and hers) have come up which hindered us keeping up with our schedule. I have been itching to test out my new {acutal!} running shoes and since I couldn't get to the gym, I decided to put my fears of running outside aside. I packed up the fam and we headed to Gray's Lake to walk/run the trail. Once I got a taste of outside running, I. Was. Hooked.
I've always heard running outside is harder than on a treadmill. It was quite the opposite for me. Running on concrete allowed me to run at my own pace and distance instead of "racing" the person next to me. I ran over half a mile - without stopping or walking - for the first time in my entire life. On the treadmill, I was constantly watching the clock instead of listening to my body. Outside, I just run. I push myself to just make it to the next tree, next fence, next driveway.
It's a glorious feeling to push yourself out of your comfort zone. I highly recommend you all try it :-)
If this were a facebook status, I'd be liking the hell out of it! I'll bring my running shoes with me in August and we can take a jog together :D
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