I'm just a girl (well, 22-year-old girl) trying to find my happiness through running and healthy eating.
Height: 5'7"
Starting Weight: 176 lbs
Current Weight: 166.9
Goal Weight #1: 161 lbs (-15)
Goal Weight #2: 151 lbs (-25)
I wrote this on my way home from work today:
Routines. All they take is a little effort, and before you know it, you’ve found yourself enveloped by it. What’s my routine you ask? Bringing my computer to work. Bringing my computer to work so that in the mornings I can edit and draft cover letters for my next job (read: better paying, better benefits, better commute) and in the evenings I can do this. I can write.
I haven’t done a weigh-in this week, because we’ve had company. Tomorrow, that’ll change. Though I doubt I’ll be happy with the number.
One routine I haven’t been able to accept is that healthy lifestyle I tried so hard to adopt. Tried. Trying. Meh. It’s a lot harder than you’d think. It’s definitely been more difficult than falling into a routine of lugging around my macbook.
I’m hoping I can change that. I’m hoping I can hop back on that running bandwagon. I still have my hopes and dreams of running a half marathon. And last week’s Bunny Rock 5k only fueled the fire. As it turns out, there are a few this summer.
Chicago Women’s Half Marathon — June 22
Rock n’ Roll Half Marathon — July 24
It’s a little over 10 weeks until the 22nd of June. Can I do it? Can I go from couch (well… not really couch) to 13.1 miles in 10 weeks? Can I afford it? $65 ain’t cheap.
But then again, neither is being overweight.
10 weeks. 10 weeks of waking up at 5am, or 10 weeks of postponing social activities until after my run.
10 weeks of Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday runs. 10 weeks of shin splints and ankle pain.
Hmmm. I can do 10 weeks. I’m broke anyways, so it will be 10 weeks of saving money cause I’ll stop at 2 drinks in hopes of squeezing in a run the following morning.
10 weeks of sacrifices….
10 weeks of a new routine. 10 weeks of being healthy. 10 weeks of feeling better about myself today than I did yesterday.
I can do this; I will do this.
You say, 10 weeks ain’t too much time. I say, bring it… I’m liking this new routine.
Carpe Diem.
Then, I came home and did that… Seize the day, indeed.