Yup. That is what I am doing, trying this "running thing" again. I woke up yesterday morning and finally had a real desire to put on my running sneakers. I didn't allow myself to second guess this weird and wild concept, I just got dressed and went out. The run was ok, 2.5 miles in a little over 31:00 minutes, no where close to ever qualifying for Boston, but one day at a time, right?
So I fell off of the running wagon sometime late last summer, probably July or August was the end of my commitment to running, to my health, to my sanity. It was much easier to believe the excuses that my mind created than to push through the pain and soreness that comes with logging miles. Running Disney slipped away and I felt guilt almost everyday for letting that happen.
My confidence and self-esteem decreased and my overall belief in myself and more importantly, my love for myself was gone. It took me months to realize what I had to do but here I am, hoping that I get a second chance. When I ran, I felt beautiful, strong, and peaceful and I long to feel that again. Plus hitting a size 8 sucked as well. Somehow I am a 4 right now...not sure how that happened...anywhoo...
A 30 to 40 minute run is planned for tomorrow! Peace my peeps!
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