At the end of 2014 someone in one of my Facebook running groups asked about running goals for the upcoming year. Since I have been not doing much of anything and have gotten to the point where I am starting to feel like a I need to be moving I pledged to do 365 miles in 365 days. A mile a day seemed like the very least I could do to get moving again and begin to do something about taking care of my body.
Without going into all of the back story (including the part where I whine about being unhappy with the number on the scale) I made some prep for this upcoming goal. I chatted a bit about this goal with a few friends and made sure I had everything I needed to start. I *know* that I don’t have to wait for January 1st to start goals but it is something about the beginning of a brand new year that is magical to me and I will cop to wanting a week of debauchery and M&Ms.
January 1st and I found myself about to self-sabotage. I overslept and turned the alarm off after a late night at a party with Effin Guy. Then I found myself just tired, that lazy tired that comes with a late night and too many indulgences. But having made a promise to myself, as well as recalling the struggle I had had the night before with the jeans I wanted to wear, I finally made myself get up and go.
Instead of going to the gym I took a walk to my cousin’s house, which is about a mile away. This was a great way to connect with family and take a walk through my neighborhood, two things which are on my 101 in 1001 list!
This was a good walk; I had a chance to hang with Leaky and The ‘Zilla (the new name for Arboo) and I spied a place that I want to check out one weekend for breakfast with The Bee.
The next day was a bit like the first: lots of hemming and hawing until I finally made my way to the gym, a gym I had not been to since June, a gym that has been diligently charging me month, the gym that I would drive past a few days a week and always think, “I should really go and workout.”
Anywho, I got to the gym and was able to grab a treadmill and was able to sign onto the wifi. I was really surprised that the gym wasn’t crowded, New Year, resolutions and all. It took me less than 20 minutes to actually walk the mile and it wasn’t too bad.
Day three was like the first two; I procrastinated the day away before getting to the gym. My house is in various stages of decluttering as EVERYTHING other than the gym seemed to need my attention.
Today’s run didn’t feel like a chore. I was excited to get to the gym and get my mile done and kept pushing myself a bit more until I had doubled my goal!
I will admit that I am one for grand plans – walk a mile today, feel confident to sign up for a marathon tomorrow but this time I am really taking it one day at a time, one workout at a time. January will be all about developing the habit and getting acquainted with wogging again. I had gotten so caught up in what others people were doing, what they were running, how they were running, how they were better than me. Instead I am going to focus on each mile that I complete, how my body is changing and how good I am feeling.
I (over)share my workouts on Instagram and invite you to connect with me over there if you are working on some goals. I am alsoon Nike plus as rungirl73 and would love to have some friends.
Keep on truckin’!