The Day I Decided

"Ugh. I only run if something is chasing me." Words I have said many times.

I decided last week that I hate running less than I hate the idea of my body slowly changing into a shape I don't recognize. I hate the idea of having weak bones as an older woman. I hate the thought of weighing 50 pounds over my high school weight at my reunion next year.

So I will choose to run away from those things that are chasing me.

One step at a time, I will choose to take care of myself, something I have not done enough in the last ten years of starting and raising a family. I love myself, and I need to treat myself accordingly.

I am aware that even when I feed myself with nutritious food and exercise daily, the scale may never look the way it did when I was 17 and I couldn't appreciate my curves. I am okay with that.

But I am going to keep running. And maybe I won't always hate it.

Here is the training plan I am going to start out with.

Today was Monday, so I did Monday.

I am using a Fitbit Charge HR as well as My Fitness Pal to track everything I eat. Soon I would like to go to Memorial Hermann and get my basal metabolic rate measured, because I suspect that it may be much lower than a normal person's due to the thyroid condition. Then I will find out exactly how much or little I need to be eating.

Knowledge is power, right?

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