12:30.9

12:30.9

It has been a hard few months... Actually, it feels like my "hard few months" is coming up on a year. Most of you, who are close to me have been there through it all.. and know why it's been a long hard road.

Tonight I decided to throw on my running shoes... which by the way, a strong word of advice... don't take your good (dusty) running shoes to Moab and think that the next time you go running you won't be running in sand.

It's like a work out, AND foot exfoliation.

This week I will be buying myself new running shoes.

Because of my health.. I have been a stranger to working out lately ..

So insanely discouraged about a lot of things today, a good friend of mine gave me some amazing and well needed advice..

"You know your body better than any doctor ever will.. you know your strengths, and you make your own limitations."

Well I'm going to be honest, running a 12:30.9 street mile tonight wasn't exactly what I had hoped for. I made the mistake of timing myself... knowing that you can't just hop back on the band wagon after taking such a long break... I didn't think that it wouldn't be quite THAT bad.. but, it also gives me a starting point for getting back to where I need to be again.. and where I feel comfortable again.

Also... I need new ear phones. There's nothing more irritating in this world than trying to run with ear buds that just won't stay in your damn ears!! And I dropped my good set in the bath tub. I wish there was some better story for that... but there's just not.

P.S. have you ever been running in the dark and been violently molested by a cobweb?

 It's actually the worst experience EVER...

EVER!!

You're all sweaty, so that fine, stringy web shit just sticks to your unexpecting face like a c h a m p i o n.

Running.... running... running..... BAM!! Sheer horror.

I probably added 30 seconds to my run time jumping up and down whimpering like a little girl.. trying to figure out how to get my sports bra up far enough to wipe off my damn face. I'm sure my neighbors LOVED the crazy girl on the street, jumping in circles, clawing at her own face.... swearing at a tree... fence... tree... lol (but I guess it is glendale ;) )

Anyway... I've felt intimidated lately. So, so self conscious. Discouraged. Tired.

But, my friend is right. I can't let some doctor(s) set my limitations. I have to do it for myself.

Thank you to everyone who has been by my side. The ones who have never given up on me. Who love me and support me... even through the tears. Even through the extra pounds lol.