This might be the runner’s high talking, but I just wanted to share my “success” with everyone.
Recently I was put through half a year of insane physical training for my job, running 10km three times a week was normal and not that much of a big deal, benching your body weight was average at best (I’m a woman), I was happy and fit.
By the end enough I was getting soured to the mandatory go-go-go and once I was done training, I took what I thought was a well deserved week long break... and then another week... and then I moved across the country by myself and started a new life and new job and fitness got shoved into the “I’ll get to it later” pile.
After training ended and shift work started, I realized that eating 5000kcals a day and still losing weight wasn’t going to work anymore and that six-pack was slowly disappearing. I started getting upset and urging myself to exercise and keep my fitness, but I was mentally and physically exhausted from all of the new in my life.
But today, I was laying in bed and reading through this sub and said to myself, f*** it. I deserve better. I need to put my health and exercise back as a priority in my life, no more excuses. So I proceed to bundle up (-25C), bundle the dog up, and head outside into the cold. At this point I have to continue, I’ve already put 20 articles of clothing on and pre-workout is coursing through my veins making me twitchy.
So I head out into the cold, so happy I finally am going for a run, because I genuinely like running.
And I manage to run a 3.5km before I almost collapse in a cold sweaty ball on my front porch..... but hey, I can only go up from here.
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