A few months ago I was consistently running a good 30-35kms a week - I was eating well and my weight was at a good level. Now I am about 5kgs heavier that I would like, I haven't run, let alone do anything for two weeks (except an interupted run last Sunday) and now I feel like a big sloth.
Instead of feeling sorry for myself, though, I am going to pack the bathers tomorrow and hit the pool for a half hour session tomorrow night. I've been saying for a while now that I will get back to the pool, but this time I really mean it. I really want to get back into running and I want to be able to keep up some of my fitness during this time off, so really my only option at this point is to get into the water. Tonight I even tried on my bathing suit - I need to attend to the forrest that is growing in certain places that hasn't been attended to since last summer! I feel yuk in a bathing suit, but it's really only that quick 10seconds of getting in and out of the water where anyone else will see me, so that really isn't so bad. I just need to get over it and get out there and do it - no point complaining about feeling like a heifer - I won't manage to keep the weight off by sitting on the couch.
I like to think of this as a little test of my motivation to really become a runner - runner's need good determination and even better discipline - this pool thing will certainly test out my resolve to be a runner!!
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