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Dec. 17th, 2006 07:28 pmToday: Week 3 Session 2 (50 minutes): Run 1 minute 30 sec, walk 3 minutes 30 sec.
Circumstances conspired to keep me from running yesterday, so I made it up this morning instead. I don't normally run during the day, winter being what it is, and it was a nice change - easier because it's a whole lot easier to, um, see, but harder because it's Louisiana in the winter so today is in the high seventies and sunny which = hot. I also like running at night because I feel a little more invisible - like no one can see me trucked out in a crappy t-shirt and exercise pants, puffing and bouncing and sweating like a pig as my face turns cherry tomato red. I hate it, and I feel like I look foolish, and I envy the other people I watch running who seem to move so smoothly, like they don't have to fight their own bodies to break a jog.
Fortunately, the voice in my head kicks in to remind me that really, people certainly aren't watching me the way I think they are, and that I'm my own worst critic. Also fortunately, I have awesome friends, who over time have said things to me that have sort of become a mantra, or just done things to remind me that this is my goal, but they're backing me all the way. Rachel once said "you're not doing this for them, you're doing this for you;" Diane actually picked up the phone during her 18 jillion hour drive from Texas to DC to remind me to go this morning. Dan once told me, during a very low moment, that if it doesn't work this time, the worst that happens is that you pick yourself up and try again - and again, and again, if need be.![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
omglawdork is the queen of the encouraging comment. And Mikaela, who's known me forever, knows exactly when I need a kick in the ass, and when I need a hug, and has a belief in my ability to do stuff that is humbling - and empowering - because it far surpasses my belief in myself. I think about all these things while I'm out there jogging at a snail's pace and trying not to criticize myself, and they help. A lot.
This isn't a comprehensive list, by any means, but it is meant to be a thank you of sorts, because knowing I have people out there like you all to rely on makes 13 weeks and 60 minutes seem like an acheivable goal, instead of an impossibility. And I'm 3/13 of the way there - next week, two minutes!
Circumstances conspired to keep me from running yesterday, so I made it up this morning instead. I don't normally run during the day, winter being what it is, and it was a nice change - easier because it's a whole lot easier to, um, see, but harder because it's Louisiana in the winter so today is in the high seventies and sunny which = hot. I also like running at night because I feel a little more invisible - like no one can see me trucked out in a crappy t-shirt and exercise pants, puffing and bouncing and sweating like a pig as my face turns cherry tomato red. I hate it, and I feel like I look foolish, and I envy the other people I watch running who seem to move so smoothly, like they don't have to fight their own bodies to break a jog.
Fortunately, the voice in my head kicks in to remind me that really, people certainly aren't watching me the way I think they are, and that I'm my own worst critic. Also fortunately, I have awesome friends, who over time have said things to me that have sort of become a mantra, or just done things to remind me that this is my goal, but they're backing me all the way. Rachel once said "you're not doing this for them, you're doing this for you;" Diane actually picked up the phone during her 18 jillion hour drive from Texas to DC to remind me to go this morning. Dan once told me, during a very low moment, that if it doesn't work this time, the worst that happens is that you pick yourself up and try again - and again, and again, if need be.
omglawdork is the queen of the encouraging comment. And Mikaela, who's known me forever, knows exactly when I need a kick in the ass, and when I need a hug, and has a belief in my ability to do stuff that is humbling - and empowering - because it far surpasses my belief in myself. I think about all these things while I'm out there jogging at a snail's pace and trying not to criticize myself, and they help. A lot.This isn't a comprehensive list, by any means, but it is meant to be a thank you of sorts, because knowing I have people out there like you all to rely on makes 13 weeks and 60 minutes seem like an acheivable goal, instead of an impossibility. And I'm 3/13 of the way there - next week, two minutes!
