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Look at Me Go!

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I hopped on the treadmill today to do my normal 4 min jog, 2 min walk, 4 min jog, 2 min walk.... I felt good in the first few minutes, and so when my 4 minutes hit, I just kept going. And going. And I didn't stop until I hit 10 minutes straight of jogging!!!! Me!!! That's more than double my normal jogging time with no rests! I took a 2 minute break and then I ran for another 7 minutes before stopping again! When I was changing in the locker room, I stopped for a moment because something hit me. My lungs didn't burn... My chest didn't ache. I wasn't out of breath. And then it finally occurred to me what "Measuring Progress Without the Scale" really meant. And it was a wonderful feeling to know that I am progressing. Every day I grow stronger and more fit. And I won't stop. This is part of my life now, and I'm proud of it!!!!

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SUNSHINE634 3/30/2010 1:06PM

    Sounds like progress! Wonderful, have a great day!

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Motivation in many shapes and sizes...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I decided last week that I was going to train for a road race in the next town over from mine. It's not until May. It's 4 miles. It will be a miracle...
The reason I decided to run this road race is not one I made for myself. I was reading another sparker's blog recently about the "RWC" (Running While Chunky) and it was one of the most motivational pieces of writing I've read in quite some time.
This blog was important to me because when it comes to diet and exercise, I've never followed through with ANYTHING. But I'm convinced I'll follow through with this. That blog was my motivation. I can be a "fit fatty". I can run that race. I can finish it. I can accomplish this goal.
Another motivation I have is that my father was recently diagnosed with Stage 3 Lymphoma. I've never had a relative touched by cancer before, so when it happened so close, to my DADDY, my rock, it blew my world apart. I'm taking away from this ordeal a new lease on life. I won't wait until I'm a few pounds lighter to start running, I'm going to start NOW.
My last motivation is that I recently broke up with my boyfriend. Doesn't sound like much motivation, right? WRONG. I was so wrapped up in the difficulties of our relationship and the drama we were going through that I forgot to focus on one very crucial part of my life - MYSELF. I lost myself in the stress and worry, and found myself on a downward spiral toward the bottom of the barrel. I can't stress enough how important it is to maintain a faithful relationship with yourself. And in the afterglow of that proverbial light bulb going off in my head, I realized that I've always had the strength and the willpower. It was just buried so deeply under everything else that I didn't remember it even existed.
Motivation comes in many shapes and sizes, happens when you least expect it and is a wonderful thing to accidentally stumble across.
Wish me luck, dear friends, on my journey to a fitter body, a new life, and the FINISH LINE!!!!