How did I end up here? What got me to this place where I am less than 2 months away, 6 weeks to be precise, from doing my 2nd half marathon? Especially considering I did not have fond memories of the first one and I swore I would never do another one again. In order to best understand that, we have to go back to where this current journey all started. Mid-October 2015. I was right around my heaviest weight ever, heavier than 6 years ago when I had started my weight loss journey. I was mad at myself. I was mad body. I was even mad at God a little. And then my co-worker started mentioning that she needed more people to sign up on her Shamrock Race team. It was still 5 months away, I figure I had plenty of time to train and survive the 15k event. But the more I trained, the more I doubted, the more my legs objected to all the work, the more the idea of 15 kilometers (9.3 miles) seemed very scary and very, very undoable. So, the day of the race, I switched to the 8k. And it still...
Hey there! 13 pounds is 13 pounds. Feel good about that accomplishment. I am in the "honeymoon" phase of this journey and imagine that I will be at the phase you are.
ReplyDeleteYou can do this, you have done it, now just keep going. You completed a half-marathon! If you can do that, you can do anything you set your mind to.
If you need me to come over and give you a slap a la Gibbs, just let me know.
xx and oo's
jenn