So today was an exciting day!
I left the house for the first time since my trip to the ER on Saturday!
I walked 10000 steps yesterday with the treadmill and I would like to get that again today but it's already 10:30 and SOMEONE is hogging it. Hmph.
Oh well, I ain't got no bra to wear anyway.
Today I was pretty productive and it definitely raised my spirits. I'm excited to go to California on Sunday, especially because my back is feeling a lot better and my housing situation is all figured out for when I'm there. I already have my workout stuff packed and I am going to try and get out to run as much as possible!
***I want to write "every day" or "3 x a week" but I don't know what life is going to throw at me and of course I need to listen to my old ass body!
So my friend wants us to join this Lululemon running club that meets tues-thurs-sat for free and trains you for upcoming races. I told her I'd do at least the Tuesday training, which is 3-6 mile runs at night. Thursdays are speed trials and Saturdays are loooong runs (like up to 20 miles). They also start at 7:00 am.
So I'm thinking about that, and the 5k I'm running next month, and the one I plan to do this summer and I'm thinking "Maybe I can run one of the races they are training people for..."
So I'm looking and the Chicago Half Marathon is September 8th.
I'm gonna do it.
I mean, why not right? It's a goal to works towards that will keep me going to said running club, as well as continuing my training through out the week, eating healthy, and all that. It's a date that will happen no matter what. I mean, I COULD say "I want to lose 20 pounds by Sept 8th" or "I want to be a size 10 by September 8th" but those aren't really goals for me, they are rewards for completing ACTUAL goals such as
"I want to run 3x week"
"I want to eat a salad a day"
"I want to be able to lift 60 pounds on the chest press"
"I want to do 20 push ups"
(Those are all some of my actual goals BTW)
I can work towards those goals and feel good when I complete them. If the scale doesn't move as much as I'd hoped or I still have huge hips, I can be proud of the goal I completed.
So I'm going to train for a half marathon. It's 13.1 miles, in (thankfully) one of the flattest cities in America.
Just last week, on my first day of training I ran 3 miles. I think I can improve that over the next twenty weeks, even just by increasing the amount I run by .5 miles every week!
Plus though the running club I'll get to hang out with my friend and meet new friends that I desperately want to meet!
I'm really excited and scared about my decision. But I know I can do this.
And with that, I'm going to enjoy this very delicious glass of wine and write until maybe I can sneak up on the treadmill, yo.