Monday was a breakthrough day for me.
First of all, I’m not fat by any means. I’m what Andrea calls “willowy”. I call it skinny fat. I’m almost 40, so I’ve gained some weight and I’m out of shape. Hell, I birthed two children and I’m not as active as I was in my 20′s, so it’s natural right? Nope. My fight instinct is in full gear.
Recently, I’ve taken to the elliptical at the gym. I hate it! I get on the elliptical because the voice in my head keeps talking me out of the treadmill. I’ve been fighting with that voice for a year now. The voice keeps telling me “running isn’t good for this and that”, or “you’ll look ridiculous on the treadmill”, blah blah blah. I’ve let this voice convince me out of doing something I actually love – RUNNING ON THE DAMNED TREADMILL!
On Monday, after hours of fighting with the voice, I did it! I ran and I won! I got on the treadmill and I ran for almost two miles. 2 MILES!!! And it felt great! Another small triumph in my life.
Have you had a small success lately?