Sometimes if it feels as if I am treading water in this journey. The journey seems long. I feel as if it is two steps forward and one step back. This mornings run was that way. It wasn't a good run. Oh, I didn't hurl, or fall down or anything. I didn't have to stop and walk. I just felt tired and my time was SLOW and I cut it short (that was probably a mistake, maybe I should have pushed through it) by about a half mile to a mile. (Stupid GPS program malfunctioned on me AGAIN...second run in a row).
The old MaryFran wanted to come home and beat myself up about what felt like two steps backwards whilst eating a whole batch of cookie dough while I flipped the big stack of pancakes that I wanted to eat in order to tide me over to the cinnamon rolls that I could have in the oven in two shakes of a lambs tail. (yeah, loving to bake and cook is murder because even though I don't have the sweets in the house, it only takes a few minutes to whip up a batch of delightful food). No, I didn't do any of that. I made the planned breakfast for us and then I realized it was the beginning of May....and that called for a measurement day.
I took my measurements. My arms and my legs didn't hold any major changes...maybe a half inch off my thighs...but no major changes. My torso though...EVERY measurement that I took (and I take five from breasts down to hips) showed me dropping 1 inch! PROGRESS!
Seeing the inches drop made me look realistically at my weight. I've dropped 28,2 pounds this year alone! That is SPECTACULAR! Even more spectacular????? From my highest weight ever, I am down 91.8 pounds! Holy cow! I'm creeping up on the 100 pounds lost mark! PROGRESS!!!!
I run! PROGRESS!!
But lets break the running down even further. On January 31, I started to run. I was doing a C25K program. 90 seconds of running about near killed me. I remember the second week (I think it was the second week) when we had to run for three minutes straight. Sherry and I were together and we were SURE that the program had stopped because it had gone on forever and a day! I can now run for 45 minutes straight. I may be slower than a turtle in peanut butter, but I am out there doing it. I used to go for 20 minutes and barely broke a mile and was exhausted. Now I jog for 45 minutes or about 3.5 miles and come home reinvigorated. Yeah, my body is tired but I'm so hyped up that I am super productive. I've come a LONG way indeed in running. So what that today was a crappy run.....I STILL DID IT! And on January 31, I couldn't! PROGRESS
I will leave you with pictures from my morning run this morning. It may have been a slug fest for my legs and body, but it was GORGEOUS to my eyes!