Watching my body change each week is a new experience for sure. I've never really lost weight before, despite all the "trying" over the years. Even when I was a teenager and came home from school, rode my horse and did aerobics. My mom would prepare a hearty meal filled with meat, starches and butter and our veggies came from cans or jars. Sometimes I still crave those foods of childhood, but I find they are usually too rich for me now.
Today I ran a little on the treadmill. This is the first time since I had a little injury in April. I had thought that I would want to just keep walking. But my legs had other ideas - they were longing to run. And that makes sense, because running has always been one of my strong sports. I was never good at team sports, when the whole team depended on you to stand there, and hit or catch or block. Maybe I was ok with basketball except I'm short, and soccer was a good game, except we only rarely played it and there was no girls soccer team at our school then.
Instead, I went out for things that required myself to challenged such as choir and art and track for one season. It's not that I was never athletic, even though my experience with team sports may lead you to believe that. I was athletic - but not as a team player. I needed the freedom to do my best for my own self, and not think about how it affected others. And that is the truth in about anything I put my hands to whether it is following a knitting pattern or writing a blog.
To my own self be true.
There is an athlete still inside.
This week's goal - to get to the 20 mile mark by Saturday evening.
Today I ran a little on the treadmill. This is the first time since I had a little injury in April. I had thought that I would want to just keep walking. But my legs had other ideas - they were longing to run. And that makes sense, because running has always been one of my strong sports. I was never good at team sports, when the whole team depended on you to stand there, and hit or catch or block. Maybe I was ok with basketball except I'm short, and soccer was a good game, except we only rarely played it and there was no girls soccer team at our school then.
Instead, I went out for things that required myself to challenged such as choir and art and track for one season. It's not that I was never athletic, even though my experience with team sports may lead you to believe that. I was athletic - but not as a team player. I needed the freedom to do my best for my own self, and not think about how it affected others. And that is the truth in about anything I put my hands to whether it is following a knitting pattern or writing a blog.
To my own self be true.
There is an athlete still inside.
This week's goal - to get to the 20 mile mark by Saturday evening.
You have walked 17 miles.
You have passed Last View of Hobbiton.
It is 1 miles to the next landmark.
You have 441 miles to reach Rivendell.
You have passed Last View of Hobbiton.
It is 1 miles to the next landmark.
You have 441 miles to reach Rivendell.
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