My Journey With Weight Loss – A Beautiful Day For A Run

Something very strange happened this morning. I woke up at 5am as usual and thought let’s get moving, you’ve got a 14 km run to do. I was actually excited about it. Wait, what? I’m excited to spend a couple hours out running? How the hell did that happen. For the first time there was nothing in my head telling me that I couldn’t do this, in fact it was just the opposite as I thought I had better carb up before I got started.

So out I went. It was a nice mild morning with no rain in the forecast (ok, by this afternoon that forecast has turned out to be very incorrect). I did my usual walk for a few minutes then got the legs moving. I’m in the process of reading a new John Grisham book and I was so engaged in it I didn’t even realize how far I had run when I hit the turn around point at west beach. Running along the pier I could see the tide was really out and there were tons of birds just relaxing on the sand. I particularly enjoyed the heron that seemed to be shouting encouragement at me.

As I ran back up the hill I realized I was more that 1/2 way through my run and wasn’t feeling tired at all. I got to the 10 km mark and thought, this is really strange. Normally by this point in my run I am talking myself into considering quitting. But no, I just wanted to keep going because I now know, I can do this. Yes, I was dragging a bit the last 2 km’s but that’s ok I still finished feeling pretty good.

I sometimes need to take a step back and think exactly how far I have come on this journey.  Today was one of those days that made me feel pretty proud of myself.