For a couple of months now Maggie will proudly exclaim the phrase "I DID IT!" This applies to anything she has accomplished, whether it be climbing on the table, getting up on the couch, buckling Max's carseat (when he's not in it), opening a tricky thing...whatever. She is just really proud of her accomplishment and wants me, or anyone, or the whole world to know that SHE DID IT!
Well, today I want to stand up and EXCLAIM in great excitment....I DID IT!
I went to the track by myself this morning (as I had rather rudely stood Dixie up yesterday) to get a walk/run in. I started out with my usual walk for the first lap, trying to work myself up to a jog or even just a faster walk. As the second lap approached I decided in my head that I would just go for it. I would jog and I would go for as long as I could. Keeping in mind that a lap and 1/2 was as LONG as I'd ever done and I thought I'd die. So, I began my jog, and I just really concentrated on how my feet were hitting the ground. I was trying to find my stride and not just be a super huge bootied heffer trying to get around the track. Anyway, got around the first time and said to myself, all you have to do is make it another 1/2 lap. Got to that 1/2 way mark and say, just 100 yards more, got there and said, "hell, you've come this far, might as well make it an entire lap." Don't worry, by this time I was having a little struggle to breathe and my legs felt like perhaps they were filled with led and might DIE. But, I did it. I DID IT! I ran an entire 1/2 mile without stopping. I know that just seems so pathetic, but for me, it was a really, REALLY big accomplishment. I honestly thought I would NEVER run 3 steps, much less a 1/2 mile. I finished out the first mile walking and then headed into my 2nd mile. I like to do walk, sprint, walk, sprints for this mile. So, technically, I got another 1/2 mile in running, it was just interupted. None the less, I had a really good "run" this morning and did 2 miles in 28 minutes. When I started this adventure I was doing 2 miles in about 35 minutes or more. So, needless to say, it was very exciting and I felt good about my accomplishment.
Now, if I can just make it through tomorrow. Dixie is gonna take us to the track and kick our sorry butts in a bootcamp style workout. I'm scared.
Finally, I'd like to just say that I am officially only 4 lbs. FOUR POUNDS away from losing the 50 I gained with max. Yep, since Oct. 20 (having Max) I have lost 46 lbs. I'm happy about that. Now, only about 90 more to go. UGH!
Fat chicks and jogging pants,
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