I actually had a somewhat active weekend. Lots of walking. Lots of activity. Lots of movement. I didn't eat 'too' horribly, but I knew that I needed to buckle down. So as of this morning, I am back to tracking. I've got three hundred calories for dinner...so bit slim pickings for dinner. (however, I haven't eaten my apple and I am stuffed so I may be able to add 65 calories back into my food. That said, I ran this morning. (more on that later) and I plan on doing zumba tonight. So just my morning run netted me some calories that I can consume and not kill my 'budget'. SO I'm back. Working it.....or rather going to try.
The cakes, pies, pastries, oreos, chocolate icing and just BAD (but oh so yummy) foods that are plentiful at my parents house are a thing of the past. I can resist. I WILL resist. I've got this!
Running. I ran the 10k back in October and I was proud of myself for completing it. I vowed to work on speed....and then promptly fell apart (coincidentally right in step with when my marriage fell apart.....ironic isn't it?). Earlier last year I had agreed to run a 10k with a friend. In late November she texted me to let me know that the price was going up on Dec. 15th and that if I wanted to do it to jump on it. I got the particulars that I needed to register and I was ready. I made plans to start running....at least 3-4 miles each week so that when it was time to really dive into training that I would be ready. Oh yes, I made that plan. The last time I ran? January 1, 2015. Why yes, I seem to have skipped a full month. And lets be honest, December was spotty at best. November was non-existent as I moved and the latter part of October was shot as I struggled with my decisions. So here I am....beginning of February and I haven't run. Not to worry, not to worry. Plenty of time before my 10k! On Friday it hit me. This 10k is CLOSE as in about 8 weeks. Or so I thought. In reality, 7 weeks. Uhhhhhh yeah, this is NOT going to be pretty. I did a fair amount of walking on Saturday and I planned to be out on the canal a bit in the morning on Sunday. Perfect! Walking to limber me up and then while I was out on the canal I could just swap out shoes, throw on the headphones and take a wee little jog. This would be perfect as I usually do a ''benchmark" weekly jog on the canal to assess my progress....flat, no traffic, no stops and in the summer mostly shaded. PERFECT! I would get my first jog in and give myself a starting point....a benchmark so to speak.
I had no grand illusions. I knew that it was not going to be a brutal run. Oh yeah, I knew it. My goal was 2 miles. I HOPED to make it two miles. I was going to be happy with whatever. We have to start somewhere. I am proud to say I made it the two miles that I set out to do. It actually wasn't that bad. I'm not going to say it was easy. I"m not going to say it was fast. But I did it and it didn't kill me. Slow....but I completed it.
Riding high on my success, and with this end of march 10k looming, I made plans to run this morning. 2 miles. that's all I wanted to complete. I laid out my workout clothes last night!!! Running clothes and warm stuff for my jog and exercise clothes for Zumba. Notice I didn't lay out clothes for work...did I just let everyone see what's important to me???