The cool thing about this whole weight loss shenanigan
Is that I’m starting to notice changes.
They aren’t drastic. I haven’t lost 3 pants sizes and a bunch of weight or anything.
I’m starting to think twice before I eat when I’m bored. Or if I choose to eat, I’m starting to think twice before reaching for chips. My stomach is less jiggly and I have less fat on my sides.
And my runs. MY RUNS, YOU GUYS. It was so miserable running for a minute, and doing that 8 times for the first week of Couch to 5K. And every single week, I always say, “There’s no way I can run that long.” I’ve said that for 6 weeks now. Did I have to repeat a day or two or three? Of course! But I didn’t give up. And that’s something I’ve never done before! I always give up when it gets too difficult, but I haven’t yet. And it’s so exciting to see myself being exhausted after running 10 minutes, walking 3, and then running 10 again instead of where I started.
“Don’t give up” is such a sweet sentiment, right? It’s cute. It’s motivational. It’s meant to cheer each other on.
I didn’t learn the value of “Don’t give up” until I’ve started to really, really care about myself. Until I’ve done the workout when I didn’t want to–when I ran when I was exhausted. When I ran when I didn’t think I could.
I’m learning that “Don’t give up” is more than a cute saying. It is discipline over motivation. It is wanting to lay down and do nothing, but still going for your run or workout anyway. (I am NOT saying to not take care of yourself. Rest days are important. If you need one, take one!!)
If you’ve stuck with me reading this far, thank you! I just had a lot of thoughts and this is my favorite place to share these thoughts.
This is the fittest I have ever been. There is no way in hell that I would’ve been able to run 20 minutes altogether a month ago. I did something today that I wouldn’t have a month ago: I pushed myself to finish the last 2 minutes strong and keep running. And pushing myself to do so, knowing that it was my mind giving up and not my legs, was such a good thing for me to push through.
TL;DR: I’m learning that “don’t give up” is more than a cutesy sentiment and am noticing small changes in my body and that makes me really, really excited.