One Foot In Front

And I could list all the things that helped make that happen (fiance, promotion to a higher stress job, living alone for a year, living with a man, etc, etc), but today I realized just how far I’d fallen.

Of course I saw it in my pant size (not so slowly) going back up and the way my body looked in the mirror, but not until I revisited my past weight-loss support website did I realize how fast I’ve put the weight back on. In one short year, I gained back 40 pounds! That’s dangerous territory, folks. If my upcoming wedding weren’t enough to kick my ass into gear, this scary fact definitely is.

I also miss running.

So tonight is my first night riding the fitness wagon again.

Expect to see a lot more of me (in a figurative sense as my new webcam sucks), ladies and gentlemen.

I did get outside on Tuesday. I only ran to keep from being flattened in the middle of intersections, but I knew I’d have to work back up to running after being away for far, far too long.

The weather wasn’t really that bad except for the wind.

While I probably should repeat the whole adventure today, I’m not gonna. And you can’t make me. It’s gross outside. It’s gross inside. As much as I hate to say this (because it’s not true) I need to stay home and get things done here instead.

So recently I’ve noticed a lot of followers to this blog popping up, and that’s got me inspired. Y’all are following for a reason so I’m going to give you something to read.

Getting back on the road in 2012!

Big changes coming soon.

Promise.

Lots of them lately. Sometimes I don’t run. Sometimes I do and neglect to post about it.

On the upside, I finally met someone who didn’t look at me crazy when I mentioned marathon training.

3.3 miles. 42 minutes. 12:43 pace

Yikes. This is catching up on training so going to be tough. But I dug this hole, and I plan on digging my way out of this.

It was a beautiful 59F tonight with just a few knee twinges that disappeared after a short walk break. Toward the end, there were a lot of those breaks.

Strange Running Thing #78,945: When it feels like someone flicked you really, really hard in the center of your arch. It doesn’t really hurt, but it doesn’t exactly feel good either.

I’m not going to give you all the reason I haven’t been running or exercising the last couple of weeks.

I’ll tell you that the weather was spectaculartoday and I decided to go as far as I could and come back. I didn’t jog the whole time due to some discomfort from my lunch (which stayed lodged just under my diaphragm). And I found out that the only down side to doing this type of run is that once you get to your furthest point, you don’t want to get back.

Anyway, I haven’t mapped this, and I didn’t dare time it. This week starts a crash course in half-marathon training!

GET EXCITED!!!!!!

I know it’s been a week today since I’ve done any kind of exercise. And believe me, I can feel the effects. And since Arkansas has not been spared the blizzard-like weather, I was planning on going to the local indoor track for a quick jaunt.

However, I saw this article earlier today. That particular center is be turned into a warming center for locals without access to a warm place to stay when the temperatures drop well below what we’re used to. Now, I’m all for helping those less fortunate, but I’m not all that comfortable jogging while others are…doing what they do down below.