2010 was not a good year for me in terms of physical fitness. All the weight I lost when I was sick with the swine flu and pnuemonia in 2009 came back in 2010 with extra, as well. It didn't help that I got the WORST haircut EVER last May. My self-esteem plumetted. I hated looking in the mirror because no matter how I tried to make myself look good, I couldn't. I let that stupid, stupid, stupid haircut affect me WAY more than it should have.
I made some half-hearted attempts at exercise last year - ran two 5ks, ran a 10k, did Crossfit for a month. I finished the races, but it was not pretty. As 2010 progressed, I saw how I changed...how much fatter I was getting. It's not like I am expecting to have my high school body back, but I need to get back my post-baby-#1 body.
2011 will be different. I have 2 exercise goals: complete and finish the CGSC Sprint Triathlon, and complete and finish a half marathon. Both events are in May, so I have started training. I am using Hal Higdon's Half Marathon Training program.
Today (Jan 3rd) was the first day of training. The program said today was to be stretch & strength, but I really felt like doing a run instead. (The program can be easily adjusted, so I decided to adjust!) I intended to run 3 miles. Unfortunately, I could only run 1.5m before I had to stop. Pathetic.
Here's the difference between "2010 me" and "2011 me": "2010 me" would be so disgusted and find reasons not to run again. "2011 me" is upset, but has decided to adjust the training program to work with my current ability and build it up. Tomorrow - I will run again and will shoot for 2 miles.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Saturday, December 25, 2010
My First Blog
So, I've watched "Julie & Julia". I saw the whole blogging thing (though I watched it for the cooking aspect). Just like with Facebook, I was hesitant to join in because I just did not think I have anything interesting to say. Well, if you were to look at my FB postings, you might agree. On some occasions, though, I am quite witty!
Anyhoo, after reading a friend's blog, I decided that blogging is something I need to try. It seems that it can be theraputic...getting your thoughts out there, voicing your view, venting on on life's frustations, etc.. Let's see where this goes...
Right before I decided (on a whim) to create this blog, I was going to email a good friend. I was feeling down and wanted to vent (ok...complain). I know I can email her whenever and she will listen. We are moms, Army wives, and have been stationed at one HORRIBLE post together. I can honestly say that she is more of a sister to me than my own blood sisters. Before I emailed her, I read her blog. There was something in it that made me not want to complain...made my complaints trivial.
In my friend's fairly recent blog, she put it out there. I am SO proud that she did: TAKE ME FOR WHO I AM!
I will admit...my friend can be much to handle, but so can I! There was a time a several years ago that I seriously questioned why in the world I was friends with her. Looking back, I know that I am incredibly fortunate that she never gave up on me. She is honestly a better person than I.
As I continue to have less and less contact with my own sisters, I am so relieved to know that she is there...willing to listen, willing to help, willing to love.
Anyhoo, after reading a friend's blog, I decided that blogging is something I need to try. It seems that it can be theraputic...getting your thoughts out there, voicing your view, venting on on life's frustations, etc.. Let's see where this goes...
Right before I decided (on a whim) to create this blog, I was going to email a good friend. I was feeling down and wanted to vent (ok...complain). I know I can email her whenever and she will listen. We are moms, Army wives, and have been stationed at one HORRIBLE post together. I can honestly say that she is more of a sister to me than my own blood sisters. Before I emailed her, I read her blog. There was something in it that made me not want to complain...made my complaints trivial.
In my friend's fairly recent blog, she put it out there. I am SO proud that she did: TAKE ME FOR WHO I AM!
I will admit...my friend can be much to handle, but so can I! There was a time a several years ago that I seriously questioned why in the world I was friends with her. Looking back, I know that I am incredibly fortunate that she never gave up on me. She is honestly a better person than I.
As I continue to have less and less contact with my own sisters, I am so relieved to know that she is there...willing to listen, willing to help, willing to love.
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