Today I ran 4 consecutive miles for the first time in a very, very long time. For most people that's probably small potatoes, but for me it was HUGE. I actually ran 4.21 miles in 43:30.17 and my times, though they're a little sad, make me proud. :)
Mile 1: 10:48
Mile 2: 10:18
Mile 3: 9:50
Mile 4: 9:59
I thought about my long-term goals while I was running. I listened to really obnoxious music (but man did it keep me going) and I thought alot about numbers. I'm 8 pounds less than I was when I got pregnant. However, I'm still 24.5 pounds heavier than I was when I was 27. :) Heh.Heh. Just keepin' it real. I was probably very hungry when I was 27.
My husband ran part of the way with me and it was so encouraging. He came out and snapped a picture of me when I was f-i-n-a-l-l-y headed home.
This is me....
See that "little" spare tire around the middle there?? It makes it very difficult to run. My husband jogged along with me for part of the run and I just looked at him and panted, "Haulin' this aint easy, Honey."
Still, I'm proud of me. It's a start. It's the start of striving toward my goals. It's day 1. This picture will mean something someday. :)