Saturday was a beautiful day in my neighborhood. My favorite dog Ted woke me up at the crack of Six AM, so we took a little sunrise walk and it was gorgeous outside!
Already in the 50's and the trail near our house was begging for me to run it! I called my gym buddy, who came down to meet at my house and off we went, with our goal to run a 5K. This is the same gym buddy who has also signed up for the Indy Mini Marathon, so we get to train together! She has run a couple of halves so it's great to have a "coach" who has trained for one of these things before. Well now, I haven't been working out too regularly, so it got pretty rough there towards the middle. I think somewhere around mile 2, I told her I needed to slow down (we were chatting AND averaging 9:30!! It got to be a little much for me) and she said something that really stuck with me:
"That's totally fine, we can slow down, just keep going!"
She said those last three words so light and airy, like it was no big deal. Easy peasy. Just move your feet, KG. And I did! And we finished. And it felt awesome.
We made plans to meet Sunday and lift weights, and went about the rest of our days.
Now I want to talk a little Weight Watchers. I have done this program in the past and still use some of the basic principles to help me along in this little ol journey. Anyone ever heard of "non-scale victories" aka NSV? Basically, it means you made a healthy choice and although it may not have shown on the scale, it is still worth celebrating.
Well I had three this weekend.
- Saturday night: our house, football, beer and junk food. I was impressed with my self-control around all that junk, and only had 1 drink & 1 beer. (Old Frank The Tank would have been chugging with the best of them).
- Sunday morning: rainy day, all the good stuff on TV (Mean Girls? Consider me glued to the couch!) I texted my gym buddy about lifting weights....told her I was feeling lazy....she was too....more texting about first world problems.....finally I said, hey let's do this! We said we would and we have nothing else to do! I'll meet you in 30 min! And I laced up my shoes and got in my car. Sometimes, you have to stop thinking and just GO.
- Sunday afternoon: I found myself at a restaurant with allllll kindsa greasy food. I mean, the best stuff. Did I want a giant cheeseburger and waffle fries to reward myself for lifting weights? Hell yeah! Did I eventually talk myself out of it, not wanting to undo all my hard weightlifting work? Another hell yeah! I ordered a grilled chicken sandwich off the "lo-cal" menu and a side a broccoli.
Skinny KG:3, Fattie KG: 0