Yesterday, I jogged up a hill…a pretty steep one. It seemed like a miniature mountain, even though I know for a fact that it is no where near mountain size but as soon as my body hit the incline, I wanted to stop. My fiance had already done this jog once before and so told me he would understand if I was unable to make it up the whole entire way. “I’ll show him!” was the first thought that went through my mind, until I realized just how far I still had to go…. and my thighs were burning. My pace slowed down. Air all of a sudden seemed harder to come by. I really am not going to make it. But slowly (and still jogging!), I made it to the top of the hill and touched the stop sign in a symbolic gesture! I did it. It was a hard physical and mental battle. Each step I felt like I could just stop and walk. It would be ok. My fiance would totally understand… but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I needed to jog up this hill. I needed to prove to myself how strong I had become (don’t mind the fact that I almost collapsed at the top of the hill and was quite tempted to send the fiance to run back to the apartment, get the car and pick me up… nope. that never happened… -whistles innocently-). I made it up to the top of the hill that 4 months ago, I could barely walk up without feeling I was going to die. Now I was jogging. After we caught our breath, we jogged back most of the way. I walked a little until we noticed the repair man had come early (repairman never come early!) in which case we did a full out sprint back to the apartment just in time (so now our washer is fixed! yay clean clothes!).
I was not as exhausted as I thought I would be so after eating lunch, I decided to pop in the 30 Day Shred with Jillian Michaels and kick my ass even more on Level 2 (I just started this DVD 2 weeks ago…and it burns). I felt like yesterday was a very productive day. I felt strong for the first time in a long time.
Then I got on the scale this morning. A gain of .2 oz. Seriously? Oh well. Something did not go quite as planned yesterday. I am not 100% sure what it was…but I did not feel like a failure (I was disappointed…but not a failure) because I jogged up a hill and also did more exercise on top of that. I am changing. I am feeling better than I have felt before. I can do this. One step at a time.
Heads up! I will not be posting on the weekends, but don’t miss me too much! I will be back Monday to talk about how I plan out my meals for the week and also the financing of eating healthy. Let me leave you with 2 questions to ponder over the weekend:
How much would you pay for fast food that zaps you of energy, makes you feel depressed, greasy, and increases your chances of developing life-threatening conditions?
How much would you pay for food from a grocery store that lasts longer, makes multiple meals, gives you energy, makes you feel happy and fresh, and increases your chances of combating life-threatening conditions?
Have a great weekend everyone! Make one small change!