{I Am Strong}

Guys, pardon my language but after my work out on Friday night, I feel so fucking strong. It was our Friday night with the kids so they sat and played with their Leapsters in the gym with Lisa while she played volleyball and I ran. I've been doing pretty good with my training for the Princess 5K. I've run a little longer and a little more each time.

This week I stretched, walked for ten minutes on the treadmill as a warm up and then hit reset. I wanted a truer idea of what my pace time was without the warm up. So after I restarted the treadmill I started running. And I never fucking stopped. Seriously. I fast shuffled for an entire hour. The only reason why I stopped is because the treadmill starts over at an hour and the kids were waiting for dinner. Also, I ran 3.58 miles which is by far my longest distance as well.

When I hit that hour, I could have cried. I felt so fucking strong. I loved my body. I love my body. Extra weight and all. I am amazing. My body is doing amazing things for me. Things I never thought possible.

I am not at all worried about my pace time now. I know I'll be fine. I'll be more than fine. Am I going to be at my goal weight? Probably not. Am I going to run a 12 minute mile? Definitely not. But you know what, I'm doing pretty damn awesome for where I am.

I can honestly say for the first time ever that I don't get on the scale every single day. Just almost. But this is huge for me. And I don't do it because it doesn't matter. The only numbers that matter to me right now are miles. I'm happy with my body. I'm even happy with my weight. I'm ecstatic with my legs and where they're taking me.


farthest run - 3.58 miles ... longest time - 60m

NaBloPoMo November 2013

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