Tuesday, June 19, 2012

The End

I have been telling myself that I will start running "at the end of June". Now I'm here in what many rational people could call "the end of June" and I'm thinking... well, maybe I meant the "very end of June" or "the absolute last day of June". I am beginning to think of all kinds of reasons why next week (the last week of June) just will completely not work at all!

1. Alden has swimming lessons every single morning.
2. He also has his 4 year Well Child Check Up on Wednesday.
3. I am driving Glennys to the airport at 5:30am on Wednesday too!
4. I am scared of dogs on our road.
5. I am scared of sustaining black eyes from being clocked in the face by my giant boobs.
6. I am scared of sweating.
7. I am scared of being sexy...

Oh dear... there's a hot button. Now, I remember being in high school, college, ok... alive... and I remember always feeling like.. Ugh... I don't want anyone to look at me THAT way. Leering eyes from strangers or even from male friends made me totally uncomfortable. (This from a girl with.. ahem... an ample rack) I wanted to be 16 and meet my husband (just as my parents did!) and have that all out of the way so that I could be off the market and happy ever after. So, of course, when I met Mike at age 20, I already felt like a spinster who was likely destined for a life of many cats unless he happened to take a long-term shine to me. Enter years of unhappiness... and then years of happiness... and now total and complete contentment as we finally grew together into something that works like PB & J. So, from this psychic place of contentment...and being thirty-three years young... I am finally ready to begin to explore what it means to get fit... to potentially be sexy... and then, of course, this just makes me want to eat an entire loaf of sourdough.

But I won't. I WILL begin running next week. I heard a quote the other day "Be as much as you can, while you can." Not getting any younger...

How about Monday, June 25th? Sounds like as good a day as any...

Oh my god.....



2 comments:

  1. Where do I begin... :)

    First, don't think that because I run and work out that it's easy for me. It's not. I'm pretty sure it's not easy for most people. This weekend I did not want to go run. At all. The thing is, once you get in the habit of working out regularly, you realize how much better you feel when you're actually done, and that thought usually gets me out the door (or out of bed before 6am for boot camp) despite the fact that my bed is comfy or that it's really freaking hot outside.

    Second, I am a runner. I love how I feel after a good run. I hate the first mile of just about every run I go on. If you're expecting to love, or even like every minute of your run, you may want to lower your expectations.

    Third, if running just doesn't fit your schedule, it doesn't have to be running. I'm not trying to discourage you from running, but you need to make sure you're picking activities that you can make work in your life. I have done exercise videos in my family room with Nate and Alex working out at my side (a workout and a good laugh) when I have been stuck at the house. I run on a treadmill at the Y since they have a kids area where I can take the boys. You've got to figure out what does and doesn't work for you. I know that if I wait until the end of my day to work out, I tend to invent excuses as to why I can't go, so I always try to go early in the morning so there's no time to think up excuses.

    Fourth, if you're letting your fear control you, that sucks :) . If you don't do this because you're afraid, you'll regret it later on.

    Fifth, um, being sexy is kind of awesome. I'm not saying you have to vamp it up for strangers. However, I'm sure Mike wouldn't mind a little spice in that PB&J you've got going on ;). You being fit won't get you any more attention then I'm sure you already get with your "ample rack", so don't worry about what strangers will think.

    This is something you can do if you really want it. No, it won't be easy, but it will be worth it.

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    1. Sage words from a marathoner... I held them with me on Monday. Thank you! :)

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