It's my favorite blog post of the week - the one where we get to talk about all of the healthy things we did this week that are NOT scale-related!
I'm usually a whole lot better at writing these things down, but I didn't have time this week so I'm just winging this one.
First off, my entire week has really been about training for the 5K I'm doing on June 1st. On Saturday, I set out to run and ran a whole .9 miles, but since then I haven't been able to do it again. I'm kind of bummed about that, actually.
Right now, I'm in a state of excitement and despair because I keep thinking to myself, "Wow, you're really running!" Then, separately: "How the EFF am I going to do this?? I can't even run a #$%@&% mile yet." Obviously, the excitement part comes from just being able to run at all since I never thought I would EVER be able to. My despair comes in because I know that it takes time, but up to this point, I've been able to do a little bit more each time and twice now, I've tried to run the whole mile and I can't. I've heard that running can be a huge mental thing and right now, I can't get my mental state to a place where I'm not chastising myself and I really need to. I'm running with a buddy who is also in a whole lot better shape that I am and even though she's not a runner either, she can run much farther than I can. We stop to walk because of me. It's hard for me to feel okay with her trying to "stick by me" because I HATE feeling like I am holding anyone back. I've always preferred to work out on my own and in times like these, I feel it even more. I don't think that's helping my mental state, either. I keep telling her that she doesn't have to keep my pace, that I want her to try to run it better for herself; this is her race, too.
Okay, those are my complaints and here are the good parts about what I AM actually proud of. Last week, my best time was 5 minutes; I could sustain my pace for 5 minutes and not feel like dying...this week, I was able to run a full 1/2 mile without stopping and yesterday I did that THREE times. It is definitely getting better...but I have no patience, clearly.
Separately, for Easter, I did not overdo it - don't get me wrong, I ate some damn yummy Easter dinner, but I didn't go over my calories for the day so I'm okay with it. I also did so much better for the weekend as a whole than I normally do. And all I had for Easter candy was about 15 jelly beans for the week. Pretty good, right??
I hope you all had some great NON-Scale victories of your own this week!