At least before that weigh in, I had a great run. So great that I RAN 10 MILES!! We had a terrible weekend here, rain, sleet, snow but when I got up on Saturday it wasn't quite raining yet and I got out early thinking maybe I'd beat it. I should have worn a hat because I was far enough into the run when it started that I would have kept going if I didn't have water pouring down my face. So, I turned and came home with the idea that I'd finish up on the treadmill. As it turned out, I was feeling so good, I kept running right past the 3 miles that would have given me 8 and ran 5 instead, netting 10 miles. And I felt good the whole time, although I did realize if I'm going to keep doing this I need to buy some Shot Bloks as at about the 8 mile mark I could feel my energy draining. BUT I RAN 10 MILES!!
In the process of trying to live a healthy life and be my best self, when the process seems unending, I try to remember back to my marathoning days to when my mantra at 22 miles with 4.2 to go was "Just Keep Running, Just Keep Running." But sometimes, even with mantras and encouragement of all sorts, it's just plain hard and I feel overwhelmed. The ultimate goal (in my case, wearing a size 10) can seem very far away and though progress is being made, the ups and downs added to thoughts of just how long it will take, can get to me. Even though I am trying really hard to be objective this time around - and even am being quite willing to adjust my mini goals, it feels hard some days. I know I'm not the only one who feels this way.
I follow a page on Facebook, Favorite Run, that is full of inspirational information and posts aimed at runners. Lately they've been sharing posts from people who have reached their goals, some of them against incredible odds.
Wouldn't you know, one morning as I was perusing Facebook before I ran, I came across a post that was particularly serendipitous in its timing and its message, as that very morning, I woke up feeling tired and overwhelmed.
I'm sharing it here, mostly to bookmark it for myself, but also because maybe it will help someone else too. (Underlined sentences done for emphasis, by me.)
"At 260 lbs, greatly depressed and in constant pain, I finally came to the realization that if I did not make a change, my life would be significantly shortened. I began logging what I ate and I started doing short exercise sessions with a goal of simply getting up and moving 2-3 times a week. At times staying on track was a challenge. It required time. It took sacrifice. And it took commitment. I tried to concentrate on achieving small goals rather than focus on how far I still had to go and feeling discouraged and overwhelmed. I fell, I rose, I made mistakes, I hit slumps, but I never gave up. Close to 3 years later I have lost 120 lbs and I have fallen in love with fitness, particularly running (running has changed my life!). The weight loss is a huge accomplishment on its own, but one of the greatest effects of my journey is that my outlook on life has completely changed. After being a shell of a human barely getting by day to day, I now have energy and zest for life. I see beauty, joy, and possibility everywhere! If I can give any advice to those with goals for weight loss, it would be to not seek the perfect diet, a hardcore workout routine, or instant results. Focus on one thing at a time, creating lasting lifestyle changes, and continue to build on small victories along the way. You CAN become the person you dream of. It's never too late and it is always possible. heart emoticon" ~ Melissa viaInstagram.com/chix_run_utah