Two years ago today I made a spontaneous decision to join our local Y. It was random and something I hadn’t given a moment’s thought to until I just got in my car and drove there. It was a Tuesday and there was nothing particular that motivated me to join on that day. In the words of that very popular Nike campaign, I just did it.
Two months after I joined, I wrote this post.
And one year ago today, I wrote this post.
All of those things are still true. Well, except for the part about having lost 50 pounds. I put 10 pounds on over last fall and the holidays. I have taken off 5 of those pounds and I’m working on taking off more – another 25 if I’m going to be completely honest. It’s a struggle, I’d be lying if I didn’t say that. I sabotage myself more than I like to admit and I’m not sure why but I’m working on figuring that out. And through it all, I’m exercising.
3 weeks ago I started training with the Couch to 5K program again. Admitting that feels a little bit like admitting to a failure but I’m putting it out there because I am determined to finish the program and run an entire 5K this time. Over the past 2 years I have run and walked a couple of races and many many miles. But I have not been consistent with my running and I have walked more than I’ve run. I want that to change. I want to be able to go out and run a couple of miles and just get it done. I want to be stronger in spin class and I want to lose more weight. I want to stop with the snacking and indulging. I want to be proud of myself and nothing makes me feel prouder than running does.
I’ve come a long way over the past two years and I’ve done things I never imagined I could do. And, while my motivation these days is mostly about that damn scale, the biggest and best part of all of this is the way I feel.
I feel awake and determined and proud and strong and healthy and changed.