T-minus 3 pounds

I am 3 pounds from my first 10 percent weight loss goal. Excited doesn’t begin to describe it.

Putting this weight on is so easy (and delicious). And taking it off is nothing short of WORK. Gaining weight is nothing but laziness and inattention to myself. My mantra now is: I do hard things because they are worth doing.

I splurged on a new pair of Brooks Trance running shoes on Friday. Nothing better than running in new shoes.

Last night I did sprints in my drive-way (100 feet or so) to get my daily vigorous activity done. Jay was shocked to see me actually running. I was embarrassed to do it but I needed the exercise. Plus, I was wearing shorts which my thighs hate. They always find a way of rising up. I know… TMI. But it’s the truth!

Keeping it real.

Unexpected compliment

I got an unexpected compliment today. Last weekend I took my family to the Donut Stop for Mother’s Day. I saw one of the employees I know from spending time there with my boys. I waved and went about our day.

Today I went back to treat my boys. We went though the drive through (where this employee works). She handed me our order and then said, “I didn’t recognize you last week. You’ve lost a lot of weight!”

To the MOON!

She even gave me my usual DP instead of diet Coke. I laughed and asked for the new drink of choice.

Week #9

I was down 2.8 pounds this week. I feel like this is the place where I stall out. I did lose inches in my waist and hips so that was pleasing. Many prayers for fruitful runs and weight loss are appreciated.

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Excited… Kinda

One of the things I’m learning is I bore easily.

I mean, really easily.

So staying motivated is a constant struggle; however, I’ve found I can recycle motivations around and get re-excited about them later.

I keep a journal of my thoughts during this process and its amazing reading it how often I go back to similar thoughts.
Maybe I just haven’t found the answers to the questions yet.

Today I’m excited about thinking of training for a half marathon. Not because I’m thrilled at the time alone. Which I am.. Or that it’ll be such an accomplishment. Which it will.

I’m more interested in what that will mean for my journey. To be able to run 13.1 mi or 21k when now I struggle with 2.6 run/walking, that’s huge. Exciting stuff.

I think this pretty much sums it up.

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