Last night was Run 1 of Week 4 of the Couch to 5K program. It was muggy and warm after a day of rain showers, but the sky cleared around six and I waited until 9:30 to go out. I really run up against my bad lungs on humid nights, and that depresses me a bit, because it reminds me of all of the times previously when I've run until my lungs couldn't take it any more. But this time was fine, and I found my stride after about a half mile and I felt like I could go forever.
You know, there's a part of me that wants to put something snarky there, like "and at my pace, I probably could have gone forever and only gotten 3 miles" but I'm trying to stop doing that. I have a bad habit of downplaying my own accomplishments with humor and it even gets on my nerves. I mean, I'm as deserving of credit as any friend who I would pat on the back, right? I don't know why I'm so bad with myself sometimes.
Anyway, I was soaked after the run so I came home and jumped in the shower to wash off. Do they make a kind of rinsing shampoo, by any chance? I get tired of washing my hair and then getting up first thing in the morning to wash it again. And no, alas, I cannot wash it and wear it the next day. I am cursed with wavy (almost curly) hair and it must be blow dried into submission every morning. I've tried just rinsing my hair with water after a run but that makes me feel gross.
Went to bed but was too keyed up to sleep, and it occurred to me that 206.5 pounds is where I was about 3 years ago, back when I had a lot more clothing options, so I got out of bed at midnight to try things on. And what do you know, they fit! My brown linen pants from jjill, my lovely black suit pants, the apple green and robin's egg blue linen shirts, the khaki skirt. I was enormously pleased. Sometimes I think the only thing that made me want to lose weight in the first place was that I couldn't fit into my nice clothes any more. I'm not a clothes horse by any stretch, but I tend to take good care of what I have and most of the things I own would be called "classic" so they don't really go out of style. I think more than even seeing another 2 pound loss on the scale this morning was the thrill of being able to pull on my old black pants. Joy. Rapture.
Other than running, I spent my long weekend rearranging my office and trying to finish a short story. I ate pretty well and spent the weekend at the desk. Speaking of, here's a picture of the office, sans curtains (which were being washed). Notice the Captain lounging across his desk. Gee, I wonder why I have trouble writing?
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I was just thinking...maybe Ill have some bread with dinner, which I cant do. So I was thinking of cheating. I came to your journal and was reading your 5k run plan. Just seeing someone else try to do their part in losing weight refreshed my decision to cheat. I realize that its very hard to stay on a plan, but I need to read peoples journals who are in this for the long haul and making progress. That is what is going to help me continue to get to my goal. I like your site. I feel I can relate to your life--minus cat..lol
Keep up the good work! I have thought numerous times about starting running program - But i cant do it. I guess I dont want to push myself....Im not sure...
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