This post is a little (or a lot) later than normal. And to be honest, it’s because my motivation is super low lately. To do anything. It’s like every year at this time my body wants to switch to hibernation mode. All I want to do is be in my sweatpants, in front of the fireplace, sleeping. Or eating. Or eating then sleeping.
It’s not good, but it’s real. And that’s what I want this blog to be.
Genuine — discussing both triumphs and struggles. Because I know I’m not alone. And I want you to know that you are not alone either.
I began running about 7 years ago solely with the intention of aiding in my weight loss journey. As I incorporated the extra cardio into my new, healthy lifestyle, it definitely helped me shed some of those pounds. And I was ecstatic!
But when the weight loss seemed to plateau, I knew it was because I was becoming efficient at running. My body had adapted to what I was asking it to do. I knew that I needed to change up my workout in order to “surprise” my body back into weight loss. I thought increasing my mileage would do the trick and help me drop a few more pounds… Unfortunately, that is not always the case.
I can’t believe that it is already August! This summer is flying by — they say that’s what happens when you are having fun, right? And I plan on August being awesome. There are SO many things I am looking forward to this month. I can’t wait to share all of my adventures with you!
But before all the excitement begins, I want to share my August aspirations. Not only does sharing these goals get them “out” into the world, but sharing my ambitions also holds me accountable.
I have officially reached the hard part of half-marathon training. (Some may say ALL of half-marathon training is tough, which is true, but that’s not what I mean.) I have hit the point of training in where my motivation starts to disappear. The initial excitement of what I have signed up to do has long gone and the “work” portion has set in.
So what do you do when you hit a motivation block?
I started out running with the intention of just being able to run a 5k completely without walking. At that time, I thought that I would run one race and then I would be done. The thought of joining a running club or writing a blog about running never even crossed my mind. But somewhere along the route, I caught the running bug.
I hope July finds you all happy, healthy, and enjoying the summer months that are finally finding their way to us! I know that I am certainly taking advantage of the warmer weather to get outside and log some miles! And with another turn of the calendar page, it’s time for July goals — and starting out with a BANG!
The first time that someone asked me if I was a runner, I was speechless. I certainly didn’t consider myself a “runner”. And I definitely didn’t look like a runner. Dumbly, I looked back at the little lady tickling my toes while she painted them and just nodded. I mean, I try to run, I thought to myself. Then pondered on the realization… Maybe you don’t have to have a “runner’s body” to have a runner’s heart.
When I was growing up, the worst day of gym class was the day that we would have to run the mile. I absolutely dreaded it. A mile seemed to be forever. And I hated being one of the last people to finish running it — if I even finished it running. I remember walking. A lot.
Once again, April was a fast month (Which one isn’t, right? And when did that happen?? I feel like as a child the days and weeks draaaaggggeeeddd on. Now, they fly by before you even realize that they started.) but it is time to start thinking about May goals!
Time doesn’t stop. And neither will I! I am constantly striving to improve myself –to become a better person, wife, and runner. And I truly believe that running helps me accomplish my first two objectives.
Today was a no good, very bad day. Work was crazy. I burned myself cooking dinner. And don’t even get me started on my run. Tonight’s run was supposed to be a 4 mile run with negative splits. Instead, it was a 3 mile run in which I felt like I was going to die the ENTIRE time.