Thats right. You heard me. I did it. I took the plundge.
I have been telling myself for almost 2 years now that I was going to start running again. And yesterday, I started this challenge.
I am not fat. I am just not the same as I was 2 years ago. Although I have only gained a total of 8 lbs in this 2 year endeavor since my knee surgery, I have found myself to be flabby. I tried blaming it on "old age" and "getting old" but my gutt instinct just flat out tells me that I'm out of shape. There. Like a bandaid- just rip it off. I'm Out Of Shape. I can't even chase after the dog 1 block without becoming winded and my legs feeling all flabby afterwards. It has officially come to my attention that I needed to do something about it!
So I did it last night. Brad was out on a "boy's night out" with a friend of his so, I took advantage of being home alone. I rounded up the pooch and her leash, grabbed up the iPod, buckled up the shoes, and headed out.
I started up the alley, and turned around the block, headed down Division Street for 4 blocks, turned right for a block, and headed back up Oak Street for 5 blocks, then headed down to my block again. I did it. Woo Hoo. 11 Blocks. ... How sad is that?... not even 3/4 of a mile and I was completely utterly exhausted. My legs felt like flab, I was out of breath, and the dog just wanted to drag behind because she was so shot.
Anywho. That was the excitement of my day yesterday. I started the challenge. Now the problem is to keep it up. Ugh. O well. I'm going for another run tonight. We'll see how it goes!
<3 Roz
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