Hello Beautiful People,
The weekend is almost here and I am quite happy. I'm packed and ready to go to the beach. YEAH!
I'm especially excited because I did well today. I walked my 4 miles at lunch. I started to talk myself out of walking again tonight. I need to pack for the weekend. I need to stop at the library. I fell asleep during my favorite show last night (PSYCH!) so I thought I should come home and go to bed early. I can so easily talk myself out of working out it's scary.
So I offered myself a treat. I had a coupon for my shoe store and if I walked another 4 miles I could go in and look around. *try the reward system...now I'm not saying spend a lot of money, maybe it's just a new pair of socks or a candle, but do what you have to to motivate yourself * As soon as I started my first lap I was happy. I knew I would be, I just had to get there. Of course I had been walking outside this week and hadn't seen the mall since it threw up Christmas all over...Yup, the tree is up and Santa's Village is ready.
The only problem I had was that my sneakers weren't comfortable. They were the ones that I keep in my car. I didn't feel like I had any support. Maybe it was my thin socks or maybe it's because I had worn my new sneakers this weekend, but I felt like it was time to retire them. We've had a good run. So after my hour I went to the clearance section at DSW. I found a pair of cool purple Nikes that I liked and another pair of new balance. When I put them next to the pair I was wearing it was sad. Mine were so beat up :-( Of course that means I had used them a lot :-)
Anyway, I was trying to decide which pair to buy when I saw another pair out of the corner of my eye...hmm...they were a little more than the others, but oh dear heaven they were fun for my tootsies. Should I? Oh I should. Pretty Grey and Hot Pink RealFlex Reeboks :-) I shall retire the pair I was wearing and hopefully someone will buy them from Good Will and give them a good home.
So twice today I was telling someone that I will be in a Marathon in one month. I immediately followed it up with "It's a Half Marathon". Why do I do that? I feel like I'm beating myself up. I'm excited about this and yet I feel like I'm letting myself down. Does that make sense? 13.1 miles. That's nothing to sneeze at. When people ask how long the Half is and I say 13 they always have the same reaction: Wow, that's a lot. I'm hoping that my reaction is because I know that I can do much more and not because the Fat Angel on my shoulder is taking over.
As far as food choices today, I did fairly well. I can honestly say that I did not have any fudge tonight. Sadly, that is because I finished it after I posted last night :-( I hate that I did that, but I'm going to look forward. Now I don't have the temptations sitting around calling my name.
Tomorrow I am eating out for lunch and dinner and then I have a long drive after work. I will do my best to make good choices. Wish me luck :-)
Oh and PS - yes I shaved today
If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.