All week I have been getting up sometime in the 5 am hour to run or otherwise workout with Favi, my running buddy. It feels so good to be back at it. And apparently, this is what I am supposed to be doing, because the last two mornings I woke up, WIDE awake, before my alarm went off! How does THAT work?
Also, apparently God is wanting me to just enjoy the runs and the company, because every time I have gone out, I am missing a different piece to my Nike+ or iPod! so I have no idea how far or fast we are going, we are just running till we need to turn around and come back in time for my hubby to work out, and hers to leave for work.
For a long time I was playing the victim that I could not fit it 'all' in. I want to workout, have 5 minutes of alone time, and 20-30 minutes at least for Bible reading, and during nap, I want to lay like a vegetable and do NOTHING. Seemed like I could not get it all in. And the only things that I would sacrifice would be my time alone, and I am not a great mommy if I don't have a little time without 'Mommy get me this, Mommy get me that' (or Wife for that matter). The only solution seemed to get u at 5am. WHY did I resist for so long? I am actually tired when Sweet Love wants to go to bed, and I am up, and ready for the 'Mommy Mommy' of the day!
I am enjoying one of my last bits of coffee. I am sad to see it go, but know I will feel all the better. Also, the whole raw till dinner is still really hard. I want to do it, but I keep pulling out not raw food and eating it before I realized that it is not raw. That is fine, just need to change a habit. It is not that what I am eating is bad, just not what I planned to do that day! It will all get better, just takes time.
Today Laura is taking me shopping. We even have a babysitter! WAHOO! I am totally stressed out because my body is not where I want it to be and I have never let myself get clothes in the past, because it (my body) is not there yet. However, in my effort to focus on HEALTH and not figure first, I need to get over myself, and get some clothes! Besides, I am pretty sure Sweet Love would REALLY like to come home to a wife in something other than stinky workout gear, or holey t-shirts and jeans that are falling off of her. Seriously, all my jeans are too big, even the size 6 ones. Why do I still feel fat? Synchronized eye roll please!
2 comments:
Seriously! your pants are falling off at size 6!!! Didn't you say like 2 weeks ago you were in a size 8! Damn girl! Good job! I want to hear about your shopping trip!!
That is so awesome about your 5AM run, I really need to go to bed earlier so getting up isn't so difficult. I know I am more productive in the morning.
Thanks for the inspiration.
Don't get too excited.. I did not even know those size 6 would fit, and they are not much 'smaller' than my 8 pants.
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