So, there's the 5k at the end of April that I may no longer be able to run in because, lo and behold, I have my exit exams that weekend. Although, I hope to be SO thoroughly prepared that... I can take a couple of hours to jog for a bit with Christine and Chris, do a quick and yummy and healthy breakfast, and then home to keep cranking.
But! Today! So last night was a total fat night. I couldn't find anything I was dying to wear, I didn't feel cute, I felt all frumpy. But had an amazing meal with Ariel, so that worked out well.
I woke up this morning, rather rudely awakened this morning by a text. I was thinking, ok, get up, go do a 20 minute jog to get the body going and get some stuff done. I then had a total fat attack of, it's going to jiggle everywhere. What if people are down there to see? Had to power through 10 minutes of that. Ggggrrr. But!
I got up, got my clothes on, went downstairs, and started doing it. In walks a HOT guy. Oh man. Almost had another attack. But... screw it. I'm there to get healthier. So what if I got some jiggle? So I kept right on jogging.
And ended up doing a whole 15 minutes of the 22 (including cooldown) jogging! Slow mind you, but I've never wanted to do it for speed. My goal has always been to just be able to jog for 30 minutes to get a high calorie burn in a short amount of time on days where I don't have time to do anything else. Heck, even 20 minutes. And I'm well on my way!!! Awesome!!!
Going to get up early and do it again because I persevered and made it! And got past the mental hang up of I got jiggle. Bring it on! I can be healthy and do it all!
P.S. "relationship" update... he told his best friend (other than me and who's male) that he's dating me. Wowie, I got yanked out of the closet, let's see if I get dusted off and shown to the world