Yes, I finally went for my first run of the year this morning. That’s me there on the left, right before I left The House on the Hill. Don’t I look thrilled?
How did I finally thaw out my running shoes and my willpower?
I looked in the mirror and decided it was time for this nonsense to end. And by “this nonsense” I mean how out of shape I’ve allowed myself to get over the Winter.
It happens every year, and I’m not getting any younger, but it still annoys the Hell out of me that I let myself go to pot once the snow starts to fall.
I am determined to get this weight off, regain those sexy runner’s legs that all the ladies like to gawk at, and feel good about myself again. I started the process by buying much healthier foods at the grocery store last night. It’s time to stop putting junk into this body, and replace it with a finer kind of fuel.
When I woke up this morning, it was -2 degrees. Not exactly running weather. However, I got my Running Toga out of the closet, chipped the ice and snow off of my running shoes, and prepared to wait out the weather.
After a couple of hours, it was 25 degrees, and this lazy Modern Philosopher got to work. I even figured out how to use my new phone as both a stopwatch and source of music. I cranked up the Foo Fighters Channel on Pandora and hit the road.
Do I even need to tell you how much it hurt getting up that first hill? I was prepared for the pain and the burning sensation in my chest, but it still hurt like the Dickens (as a teen, I found reading Charles Dickens to be extremely painful).
I wanted to stop a few times, but only gave myself a break when I got to the halfway point of my 3 mile run. The roads were still not in the best condition, so I had to dodge some icy spots and almost slipped once. King Klutz tried to be extra careful.
Somehow, I made it back to The House on the Hill in one piece. Sure, my chest was on fire and my legs felt like they were encased in granite, but I made it.
It felt very good to have the first 3 miles of the year under my belt, and even though I am quite sore as I type this, I plan to get back out on the road tomorrow.
Running isn’t my favorite activity, but it’s the best way I know to whip my lazy ass into shape. I feel much more confident when I’m running, and I can use a little confidence right now as I head back out into the dating world.
So get ready for the return of my running posts. As always, you are all welcome to join me on my runs. I always do much better with a running partner.
Hope you all had a wonderful Saturday. This guy with the sore legs most definitely did…