I am not a runner. I hate running, it burns and is uncomfortable. I'm typically the kind of person to go for a quick 10 minute run on a treadmill at the gym to warm up and do other things. Swimming is more my forte.
As of late I have noticed that my pants no longer want to zip around my hips. This concerned me and I wanted to change my discomfort. I want to be happy in my own skin. My husband and I enjoy going to the gym together when our schedules line up (we got into the habit when we were engaged). With school starting next week, I will be taking morning classes and working in the afternoon-evening and he will be working all day long. The gym is so far away and the closest one is way over priced and ill equipped so I decided the only way to get to where I want to get is to go running.
We started our adventure this morning, running along the green way by the Snake River. It burned, my nose ran, my legs were cold, I didn't run the entire time, but I am not a
shamed of what I did. I did not wake up, put my pants on and sigh that they were slightly too tight. I put my pants on and felt a small victory; these pants will not defeat me. I will be better than my weaknesses.
I have always wanted to be a runner but have never had the talent for it. My short term goal is to get back to the weight I was when my husband and I were first dating. My long term goal is to run a 5k.
But for now, I survived a mile run and that is good enough for today.
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