I'm not a quitter.
That sounds like a weird first thing to say for my first blog post back. However, life is crazy and twisted and awesome and scary and for some weird reason, I feel like a quitter recently. No, I'm not being hard on myself or looking for encouragement or anything like that. This is not an apology post. This might be a "I want to hold myself accountable" post. I don't know what it is.
I got fired from my job in February, spent 2 months on unemployment (surprisingly not the lowest point of my life; that will forever be June-July of 2013) and currently have just finished my first month at my new job. Dig the job, love the people, need the pay, hate that I still have another 60 days before I'm considered a full time employee and not a contractor. I NEED BENEFITS PLEASE !
The last week in April, I decided that I didn't like the way my body looked. It had been seeping into my thoughts slowly, but I had other things to worry about (like a paycheck). So, I've changed the way I eat, try to exercise when I can (aka walking a ton, yoga, and getting on a spin bike when my lungs allow it) and complain every 3 hours that I miss M&M's and want junk food. I've lost about 1" off the annoying pudge in the middle in a month-just enough motivation to keep me going (but not enough to make me miss the copious amounts of sugar I've given up). Brian & I have gotten my Garmin to have my average step goal be over 10,000 steps a day; I hit goal about 98% of the time. I still want to down a 42oz. bag of M&M's. Have I mentioned I miss junk food ?
I haven't run since the Turkey Trot in November. I went to the doctor, found out I need have an inhaler surgically attached to my hand if I want to breathe (at all, ever) and need to basically take Allegra everyday of my life if I want to experience life as a non-mouth breather. I haven't inhaled a single puff from a single cigarette since June of last year.
I'm signing up for Fleet Feets Summer Sweat series and if I don't die, I'm joining their half training program so I can run the Richmond Half in the fall.
Why am I telling you all this ? Because originally, I was going to change the name of my blog once I ran my first half marathon. But my life is weird, shenanigans happen, and for once, instead of throwing in the towel, knowing I tried, I'm going "Oh, well, let's try it again !"
So join me as I start from scratch (again). I can't promise much, but I can promise you complaints about rabbit food, hot weather, and sucky lungs, along with super awesome high five moments, exciting summer plans, and overall just being me in all of my glorious weeble weirdness. Sound good ?
That sounds like a weird first thing to say for my first blog post back. However, life is crazy and twisted and awesome and scary and for some weird reason, I feel like a quitter recently. No, I'm not being hard on myself or looking for encouragement or anything like that. This is not an apology post. This might be a "I want to hold myself accountable" post. I don't know what it is.
I got fired from my job in February, spent 2 months on unemployment (surprisingly not the lowest point of my life; that will forever be June-July of 2013) and currently have just finished my first month at my new job. Dig the job, love the people, need the pay, hate that I still have another 60 days before I'm considered a full time employee and not a contractor. I NEED BENEFITS PLEASE !
The last week in April, I decided that I didn't like the way my body looked. It had been seeping into my thoughts slowly, but I had other things to worry about (like a paycheck). So, I've changed the way I eat, try to exercise when I can (aka walking a ton, yoga, and getting on a spin bike when my lungs allow it) and complain every 3 hours that I miss M&M's and want junk food. I've lost about 1" off the annoying pudge in the middle in a month-just enough motivation to keep me going (but not enough to make me miss the copious amounts of sugar I've given up). Brian & I have gotten my Garmin to have my average step goal be over 10,000 steps a day; I hit goal about 98% of the time. I still want to down a 42oz. bag of M&M's. Have I mentioned I miss junk food ?
I haven't run since the Turkey Trot in November. I went to the doctor, found out I need have an inhaler surgically attached to my hand if I want to breathe (at all, ever) and need to basically take Allegra everyday of my life if I want to experience life as a non-mouth breather. I haven't inhaled a single puff from a single cigarette since June of last year.
I'm signing up for Fleet Feets Summer Sweat series and if I don't die, I'm joining their half training program so I can run the Richmond Half in the fall.
Why am I telling you all this ? Because originally, I was going to change the name of my blog once I ran my first half marathon. But my life is weird, shenanigans happen, and for once, instead of throwing in the towel, knowing I tried, I'm going "Oh, well, let's try it again !"
So join me as I start from scratch (again). I can't promise much, but I can promise you complaints about rabbit food, hot weather, and sucky lungs, along with super awesome high five moments, exciting summer plans, and overall just being me in all of my glorious weeble weirdness. Sound good ?
Proud of you for sticking to your goals and getting back on the horse every time. Can't wait to see you do even more amazing things this year and beyond!
ReplyDeleteSounds good to me! I am down for any hot weather, sucky lungs hating party. Maybe I'll run into you again this fall at Richmond half?
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