So I went to the Y this afternoon knowing that I would walk on the treadmill for an hour, at least. When I hoped on, I set the timer for only 45 minutes, for whatever reason... I have no idea. Well, turns out that 10 minutes into my walk, I was dreading going 45 minutes, It seemed so far away. So I went with yesterday's strategy, I backed it down to 25 minutes and then kept adding 5 minutes at a time. This works so well for me. It's nothing to say "Ok, 5 more minutes, Rach." But when you see that you have 35 minutes left, it seems alot harder.
So I thought I would shoot for a 5k today. I had nothing planned and no one at home waiting on me to make their dreams come true. When I got to 60 minutes, I had maxed out the timer. That sucked. I know, I know, I could have just started a new session on the treadmill, but I like to see the total of my numbers; calories burned, distance and time. So I walked my 60 minutes and was on cool down when I noticed that I was at 2.4 some odd miles. I wanted 2.75, but I knew that wasn't happening, but I thought to myself, "Hey, make these last 2 minutes count. Let's see how far you can go." I kicked the speed up to 4.1 miles an hour and I RAN! It felt so awesome! Now I don't think the treadmill appreciated this at all. I could almost physically feel the treadmill grab ahold of the ground and scream "Oh sh*t!" I don't think these things were made for 247 pound women to run on them. But it was so incredible! I can't recall the last time that I have ran for any length of time or for any reason. Today, I did it because I was curious to see if I could, and I did. Totally cool! Now remember, it was only for a couple of minutes, maybe less, but I ran nonetheless. If you can get to the point where you can run, give it a try. You might love the way it feels. Oh, by the way, my total today was 2.66 miles. Gotta love it!
Tomorrow is weigh day. I can't wait to see my weight. I hope it's good.
Thanks for reading,
March 23rd, 2018 Kind To You
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