it's going to suck, you're going to feel like you can't breathe, but just remember you can.
Wednesday, July 06, 2016
After a multiple year long wait, I started back on my weight loss journey in May but started to lose momentum a week BEFORE the Holiday. I was pretty disappointed with myself until I realized that even though I was screwing up, I was still improving. Instead, I admitted I was off the wagon and that I had control a lot sooner than I would have in the past.
Once I reminded myself that I was completely capable of achieving my goals, I sat down and thought about about the reasons I may have fallen off the wagon in the first place. Before I had fallen completely off of the wagon, I had been highly motivated in the exercise department but could seriously have improved my diet. The only difference between the two: Accountability. I have the BEST workout partner any one could ask for!; and he just happens to be my boyfriend! Lucky for me, he also lives with me and has huge say I what we eat. So we've agreed to plan meals together and work really hard on keeping each other motivated because we both want to lose another twenty pounds.
Something else that is completely relevant to my story is that my boyfriend was very, athletic in high school and early twenties so he knows a thing or two about training and working out. Ben has always been really good at pushing me to go further and harder. However, today he really reminded me of what I am capable of. Like I said before, we had missed about two weeks worth of workouts when we hit the pavement for a brisk walk. We walked our normal route (since we have extended it) and returned home to water our garden. (This is starting to sound like a cheesy movie, I'll stop with all the details.) Instead of stretching out and going inside, Ben suggested we go again. Every part of my brain wanted to scream no and head for the hills. But not wanting to be shown up, I eagerly agreed.
A few minutes into the walk he suggested something else ludicrous! He chose a popular landmark that we have used to remind us to step it up a notch and said we were going to jog, hard from the land mark all the way home. Now, keep in mind, this was the longest amount of time we have ever worked out and the furthest we have ever ran. My reluctance and lack of confidence must have been apparent because his words shocked me a bit.
"It's going to suck, you're going to feel like you can't breathe, but just remember you can."
The first minute of the jog went by with not much effort, which was surprising when I considered our hiatus. The second minute, I began really winded and tired. The last minute, I was exhausted, winded, and my lungs felt like they were on fire but I could hear my workout buddy cheering me on and I finished the jog!
I have never experienced the euphoric runner's high that I have heard about, but I think I got a taste of it. The exciting part: I want more.