running - week 6

 week 6

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 ...

and 

BAM. it fit. 

Let us just say I did the happiest happy dance....

anyhow 

I decided to get on the old scale this morning.... 

DRUM ROLL.....

down 13 pounds. 

Happy girl I am. 

yup, happy. 

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...

(SATAN)

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...

YES!

I am sure people going by may have thought I was coo koo...

don't care. 

So here I am in a terrible self portrait.... 

My husband is looking hot. 

slimming down. had to loosen the old belt 3 notches. 

YAY, Dom. 

Well. that's all for this week. 

the end.