Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Ok, so here I am, back on SparkPeople to get my butt back on track. I should have never let this site slip away from my routine. Like most people, life got busy and I let life get in the way of my weight. Also like most people, I have gained back all that I had worked on losing and then some (a lot of then some). I finally decided it was time to get back on the fitness train and get back on track. The big kick in the butt to do this is the fact that hardly any of my pants fit me anymore and I refuse to buy another bigger size.
November 30th I took the plunge and bought a place in the Indianapolis Mini Marathon...yes I am going to do a 13.1 mile run and I HATE to run. I needed to do something and give myself a goal to work toward. This might have been a slightly too big goal...BUT I figure the worst case scenario is that I walk across the finish line at 4 hours. At least I will be able to say that I accomplished a mini marathon. I have wanted to do the Mini for a long time, but never had the faith I could do it. That's right...FAITH! I could easily blame the cost or the length, but I know that had nothing to do with it in the years past. I was afraid to FAIL. I have never been one to fail. I know I will not fail at this, unless I allow myself to look at it as failure to beat a time or to even come in last.
Well, since I signed up for the Mini, I figured I needed to get my butt in gear and get back to the gym and start training. So, last Wednesday I stepped foot back into the gym I had been paying for a membership for the last year, but hadn't used. I got right back into my old routine...with some new switch ups. I felt great and picked right back up where I left off. That was the night I weighed myself for the first time in a LONG time and about fell over. I weighed more that night then I had EVER weighed before in my life. It just reinforced more than ever that I needed this and I needed it now. Since then, I have been to the gym Wednesday, Thursday, Saturday and yesterday. I have never felt better and I know I am going to be successful. I have started to run on the treadmill (remember...I HATE to run) and am happy to say I have dropped 2 minutes on my mile since Saturday. I have all the faith in the world that I will succeed at this training.
Please help me be accountable for what I am doing at the gym and ask me how things are going. Call me out...you have my permission...about staying with my workouts and pushing myself.
Here is to a new beginning...