Before I ran 3 miles this morning, I hadn’t run since Thursday. That’s a long time off in my world. I normally refuse to take more than 2 days in a row off. I think its the paranoid former overweight girl inside me freaking out. She knows that if she wants to stay in shape and thin, then she must keep exercising! (why am I talking about myself in the 3rd person?) But seriously, I worry sometimes that if I take more than a few days off then I will revert to my old habits: a couch potato who ate crappy food. I’ve haven’t been heavy for yearsnow. 6 years ago in June was when I began my weight loss journey. I know I keep promising photos. You will get them! I promise. The transformation has been fairly dramatic. But I know that I won’t go back…but inside my head, I can’t help but worry about it.
I am a morning runner. I simply won’t do it if I have to go workout after work. Its what works for me. But I have been exhausted these last few days, and so I haven’t run.
I wish I would have.
That feeling you get when you run…the endorphins…the breeze, the pounding of the pavement…knowing that you are doing something great for your body and your heart? I love that feeling. I don’t know why I ever think sleep is better than that feeling!
I aim to run everyday this week… I have a couple of races in a few days…so I need to get back into the groove!
Happy Tuesday!
Runnin' Down a Dream 