The bad weigh in this morning doesn’t mean anything compared to what I did tonight.
I ran 2 miles without stopping. That’s right, 3 weeks after I ran my very first full mile, I have been able to double my distance. That makes me so proud of how far I have come. It took me 28 minutes, and I know that’s a snails pace, but I really shouldn’t care about that. I’ll get faster. Right now, it’s about endurance.
Funny, that’s how I feel about my weight loss journey right now too. It doesn’t matter how fast I lose the weight, it’s about endurance. It’s about going at my very own pace so that I can make it to that finish line strong. Right now, I’m not even halfway to goal, but I know that I can get there.
I have my 5k race coming up on Saturday. I’m still nervous about it. I don’t even know if I can finish in 40 minutes based on the time I had tonight for 2 miles. I know it shouldn’t matter how fast I finish- and I really need to stop worrying about it! I guess I just don’t know what to expect. But I would feel a little silly if I jogged the whole thing and came in with the walkers. lol
But I’m happy I ran those 2 miles. I set a goal that I wanted to be able to run 2 whole miles before the 5k and I did it. And you know what? I KNOW I can and will do even more. :)