Saturday, May 19, 2012
I've been having a good week, feeling really happy with all I've accomplished: I'm almost down 14-pounds, I ran my fastest time in a 5k ever last weekend, I ran my longest training run ever Thursday, I caught up all the laundry, and I finished a majority of my planning for the semester. In addition, my daughter was awarded all A's and the highest average in writing for her grade, and my son brought his grades up to A's and B's. Things are going well!
So why is it I let little things get to me? My ex husband is supposed to be getting me the title for my car, but I haven't seen it, and it's about time for the tag to be due, and he claims to not have the papers, and I've already had issues because of the tag before, so I'm freaking out. I know it's not a huge thing, and I shouldn't let it mess up my positive vibe, especially when so many other people are dealing with such larger issues. I'm so blessed, but sometimes, I miss the forest for the trees.
Today, we went to World of Coke and ate dinner in Atlanta. It was a lovely day, for the most part, but I did that stupid thing where I looked around and thought everyone else was dressed better than me, was skinnier than me, just looked better than me. I feel so freaking frumpy lately and don't know how to get out of that hump. My muffin top is going away, but my thighs are still huge, making all my pants too big in the waist but tight on my legs. And when I tell people how much I run, I always slide an, "I know I don't look like it," disclaimer in there. Oh, and somehow I've developed two dark spots on my upper lip that make it look like I have a mustache that is permanently there.
I've got to stop beating myself up. I mean, I ran 25 miles this week. And I've lost almost 14 pounds. I don't know what to do to get over this hump, but I got to do something.
Sorry to sound whiny and narcissistic, but I just got to get this out of me. Thanks, Spark friends for being there with a shoulder to lean on.