Before we get to the title of this post let me back up and fill you in. Weight has always been a struggle for me... I have gone up and down up and down over and over (and over) in my life. Weight does not define me as a person but I always feel better when I am in a healthy range. Weight has always been a huge mental thing for me too... I do not like shopping because I hate being disappointed when things look bad on me or I have to get a size bigger than what I think I should be etc. (I told you it was a huge mental/HUGE insecurity thing) I was in a healthy weight range when my husband and I first started dating (seven years ago this last Sunday--don't ask why/how I remember that but I do, haha) then the weight started creeping up and up and up. I was bigger than I wanted to be on my wedding day and guess what happened after the wedding.... it kept going up and up. I woke up one Saturday and decided that I was going to do something about it so I joined Weight Watchers. I walked in their that day, all by myself, and that was it. I lost almost thirty pounds then got pregnant with Braxton. Knowing what I know about how I gain weight and how easy it is for me to gain weight, I should have known that pregnancy would accelerate that and it did. I was huge for my short frame. There was no turning the weight gain around by the point that I had that "Oh poo-poo" moment and realized that I was gaining too much. So... I got huge and I mean really huge--like saw numbers on a scale that I never ever ever wanted to see. When Brax was 4 months old I joined weight watchers again and the weight was melting off of me. I was going to Zumba, I didn't curve from the path, I felt GREAT. I bought my first pair of shorts in honestly over ten years last summer (again, shorts are a mental thing for me and when I say HONESTLY TEN YEARS, I mean it). I loved shopping, it was fun! Then guess what??? I got pregnant again, what?????? haha. Not the weight gain again. Anyways, I was more sensable with this pregnancy but the weight still hasn't melted off of me, imagine that. So, here I am post baby and itching to get in the gym, back to Zumba,etc.
So onto my new challenge... I am currently working through the Couch to 5K running program. Now if you know me you know that I can walk from here to El Paso without stopping (ok, not really) but I really do LOVE walking and I walk at a pretty fast pace for my short little legs but I can not stand running. I have never liked it, even when we were forced to run in middle school cross country (I did win a ribbon once for my mile run), BUT I am determined to finish this. I started it and now I have to finish it. I am currently on week 4 and I almost died just now getting through the work out but I turned my radio up so I couldn't hear my foot steps or my breathing pattern (it's a mental thing), turned my phone over so I could not see the countdown timer on my free C25K app, and I ran and better than that... I completed the run for today. It's not fun and I do not leave the gym thinking that I will ever like running but today I feel accomplished because the run today was the most running I have done so far.
Anyways, this was a random post about a bunch of hoop-la but I will keep ya'll updated on how the rest of it goes. I am trying to talk hubby into running a 5k with me when I finish this so we will see.
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