If a picture is worth 1000 words, then two pictures must be worth 2000....in this case, almost all 2000 of mine are unsuitable for civilized company.
Today was my last first day of Couch to 5K. If it's possible, I think I was more proud of myself today than on my FIRST first day of Couch to 5K (I certainly had to work harder!). I'm 50 lbs heavier than I was then. I'm an obese woman. And I huffed & I puffed & I blew that run down. It was urgli. It was painful. And I did it.
Rather than dwell on how the disparity of these pictures (taken almost exactly a year apart) makes me feel like a disgusting failure, I'm choosing to embrace these images. I'm choosing to use the picture on the left to remind me of what is possible--no, what is probable! I'm choosing to use the picture on the right to remind me that a life's work is never done--thank goodness, I'll never be bored! I waffled as to whether to post righty, but this is the process--warts & all. I'm lumpy & bottom heavy but I did it--I went for my first post-baby run.
There was a moment during my last walk interval when my favorite running song ("Let it Rock" by Kevin Rudolf) came on & I nearly lost it. I could barely keep up to the beat while walking; last year I could run it double time. It was yet another concrete reminder of how far I've slipped in one year. But just as the pictures above, it can be a negative or a positive. Positive: I have another great non-scale benchmark to gauge my progress as I head back again. To thin, to healthy, to myself, to running the snot out of "Let it Rock."
Speaking of snot, check out my new gloves. They have fleecy index fingers so you can wipe your nose when you're running in the cold. Bizarre? Yes. Disgusting? Absolutely. Did I use them for their intended purpose on this chilly morning? You bet your sweet bippy, I did. Hawt.