Today was the first day of the challenge, and I am realizing that I have a lot of work to do to change my bad eating habits. But I don't feel like delving into those quite yet, and focus on something a little more positive today: running. Running is my favorite exercise because its peaceful, I'm alone with my thoughts (or music), and I can easily see progress as the scenery changes.
I ran 5 miles today and I feel pretty good, a little tired, but good overall. I have a nice route mostly through quiet neighborhoods and parks which I really enjoy. I definitely recommend finding a nice route from your house or a short drive from your house where you can put yourself on autopilot and recharge your mental batteries and exercise at the same time.
A short term goal of mine is to run a 1/2 marathon in about 3 weeks. I know thats a pretty short time to prepare, but I think I can do it because I do run somewhat frequently. And there is no pressure since the local 1/2 marathon accepts registrations up to the night before the race. If I'm not ready I don't lose any money. But I'll be ready.
What I was proud of today
A good run, sensibly sized breakfast and lunch.
What I wasn't proud of today
Dinner. Our kid's pre-school was having a fundraiser and Buffalo Wild Wings tonight, which is not a diet friendly restaurant.
Track for the day
After Midnight - Blink-182
I have a feeling this week is probably the worst possible time for me to start a challenge like this. I left tonight to visit my bff in Chicago. Seeing that Chicago has lots of awesome food I assume I'll fall off the bandwagon a bit, but maybe I should be more optimistic than that. Aside from a "walk" with the kids (which wasn't really around the block, more like down the street and back because I wanted to strangle them) there wasn't any added activity either.
I need some short term goals. I mean, other than "drop a pound this week."
Confession: I despise running. Sure there are actual reasons for that - like my horrible knees in which I experience subluxation of an excruciating kind at any given moment, and the awful tightening of my chest which hurts with every breath I try to wheeze out - but truthfully, I'm kind of sad about it since I used to be a runner - and by used to be a mean like a lifetime ago - like before high school. Before I jacked up my knee.