I am only a few weeks away to running my first 5 K
I found a race for Oct 14.
I am feeling great.
I haven't really been weighing myself since the first week,
only because It usually makes me sad that I don't see what I want to see
and then I usually give up.
So this time I just decided not to.
However, last night I took a sweatshirt out of my closet.
(hasn't fit since I had Maddie and she is going to be 5...)
I pulled it out. Slipped my arms in ...
BAM. it fit.
Let us just say I did the happiest happy dance....
I decided to get on the old scale this morning....
down 13 pounds.
Happy girl I am.
my husband is fabulous.
have I mentioned that before.
he motivates me even though he LOATHes running.
I was so discouraged this week for some crazy reason...
and I seriously considered quitting.
I totally talked my self out of being able to run what I had to ....
my husband said to me... why are you psyching your self out?
You can do it.
and we went running.
and I did it.
I did it well.
and at the half way point I yelled out...
I am sure people going by may have thought I was coo koo...
So here I am in a terrible self portrait....
My husband is looking hot.
slimming down. had to loosen the old belt 3 notches.
Well. that's all for this week.