At least you can't hear it.
So back to "running." Ugh running. Errrr running. I have such a love/hate relationship with it. I love the thought of running, I hate when I'm actually running, and I love when I'm done running. Got it?
Okay, to break it down better... I've made running goals a million times. Run a 5K, Run a 10K, Run a Half Marathon, and I never freakin stick to it! Okay, I ran a 5K a couple times way after the planned day and I completed the USMC Mud Run (6 miles plus a zillion, yes a zillion obstacles). I just feel like I'm so bad at meeting goals that I set and that frustrates the crap out of me! I always give up, its a vicious cycle!
Also, running is HARD for me. Like really, really hard. My brain is all for it for like 1/2 a mile and then its constantly telling me I can't do it, its too hard, you have to stop. I'm constantly fighting that voice and that makes it even harder.
I feel like running just one mile is still hard and I've run a mile and half to two and half miles multiple times since I started back a few weeks ago. I feel like I should be progressing, I should be faster, this should be easier, and then I'm like...
I've only been really back to running for a FEW weeks. A couple years ago I couldn't run for a minute without being out of breath and feeling like I was going to pass out. I broke my ankle five years ago and I am blessed that I can even run at all. I have run 3 miles without stopping. I've run/walked/hobbled/climbed/jumped/crawled/swam six miles for the mud run without giving up. I've accomplished a ton. Oh and hey I might have lost like 85 pounds along the way. No biggie!
There's literally no way I'm not running this Half Marathon in October. I don't know how fast I'll go. I can't promise there won't be a few walk breaks in there. It will be completed by me, though. I want to do it for my family and friends who support me, for the 5 people who read this blog, and of course for MYSELF!
Mandy - The Running Herbivore