I am figuring out just how lazy I am. I don't think I have verbalized that I am training for a half marathon in March. Well, I am. It's the Disney Princess Half. So, that means we are headed to Disney, and guys, I am getting scared. I am having a hard time making myself run 5 miles at the moment. This morning, I headed to the gym, bound and determined to get those 5 miles in. I stretch and start my warm up and get into running... and my breathing is off. So I walk. And I run. And I walk some more. After about a 1 and 1/2 miles of this, I stop and go to spin class. And I met the spin Nazi. She was tough. She was the girl that I *always* see up there working out or running, it doesn't matter when I go, she is there, running and working out. Her body is ridiculous. Lately, I have been pretty proud of what my body is starting to look like, I can tell a difference in my clothes and I can see it in my body as well. Not anymore. Try watching all of your fat jiggling in a wall to wall mirror for a 30 minutes spin class. It'll change your whole perspective.
I've also noticed that I find excuses that bug the crap out of me until I stop. Like, I tried some new socks.. hated them. My water was warm and not cold... had to stop. My shoes were hurting my feet( that was a legitimate excuse and I had to get some new shoes). But anyway... I guess what I need, is some pure motivation. That, "You can do it!" attitude.
Or maybe someone to just tell me to get over myself and get out there and run.
Unfair ADvantages
6 days ago
