I went for a run last night. The goal was 5.5 miles and I mapped out my run prior to starting it. Typically, I just run around my neighborhood until I get sufficiently lost and then try to make my way out of suburbia back to my home. This works out well for mileage because I borrow my husband's GPS watch so I know how far I've ran. Last night, however, he was using his magic watch on a bike ride so I was forced to map out a run. Also, because of Mr. Creeper in the neighborhood, I was sticking to main roads that are heavily trafficked.
My run sucked. If there is such a thing as a runner's high, this was definitely a runner's low. I must have not eaten enough before the run to give me energy to burn, because within the first mile I was feeling it. Halfway through my stomach started revolting and I had to make a quick trip to the gas station to use the facilities. Talk about annoying! The gas station was the halfway point in my run, and I could've taken a different turn and cut over 2 miles off the run but I decided to push through it and just keep going. I didn't want to disappoint myself, especially after not losing any weight after last week.
I finished it. I walked more than I would like, but I finished the 5.5 miles in about an hour and twenty minutes. I'm proud of myself for continuing on when I REALLY wanted to stop. And today I feel much better. Next time I run I am going to be sure I've properly eaten prior to my run, and had enough water. I had only drank about 2-3 cups of water the whole day before that run and it wasn't enough to keep my hydrated. Lesson learned!
So...it's time for the weekly weigh-in. I really didn't want to do it this week, but I knew I couldn't just skip. I promised honesty right at the beginning of this blog, and I'm going to stick to it. So, without further delay I present my stats as of today:
I will be interested to see where these numbers lie in a week. Hopefully I can make up for last week somehow and post some wicked awesome numbers next week. Not super likely, but a girl can dream. :) I just want to be able to say that I did my best this week, because I find that that's where I feel the happiest with myself.
How are you doing with your working out and eating? What struggles have you experienced? What moments are you proud of?