Small Victories

Saturday, September 01, 2012
Life has been a bit of an emotional rollercoaster the past couple of weeks in terms of my weight, fitness, and general well being.  As you know, I had a very bleak, black day thinking about my hairloss.  Then I rebounded and felt awesome.  Jumping on the scale to weigh myself for The Tomorrow Project, it appeared that I had packed on three pounds in three weeks and I was feeling blue once again.  However, when they weighed me at my project appointment, I hadn't gained any weight and felt awesome once more.  That night, Mom mentioned that my face looked chubbier than it had last year - not to be mean, but because she cares - and surprisingly, I didn't sink into the black depths of a depression.  Sure I was upset but I knew she was right; I also realized that I was making positive changes in my life and was going to get healthier.
 
Morning Glory
My boss was also surprised to learn that I don't walk up the hill to the office each morning.  It made me feel extremely guilty.  Last year I had tried walk up the hill 2 - 3 times a week but I haven't done that in months, hitching a ride with a friend or taking the bus.  This week though?  I've walked up the hill twice and felt cheated of a great uphill walk when I had to take the bus on Friday.
 
I've fallen in love with my treadmill again and even managed a 5K walk yesterday.  I haven't done that in months.  I felt a bit sad when I finished,  remembering when pumping out three 5K walks on the treadmill in a week was the norm.  However, with only a month until the CIBC Run for the Cure (there's still time to donate/sponsor me and be entered to win a pair of homemade mittens), there'll be more of these types of "training" walks in my future once more.
 
Oh, and by the way, I'm currently wearing wool socks and a sweatshirt.  Yeah baby, Fall is slowly returning!  I'm in heaven.

2 comments:

Heather said...

I don't walk up the gargantuan hill to work, either - I walk halfway to work and take the bus the rest of the way. And then walk all the way home.

The best way to do it, I've found, is to buy a really, really good hat. For each season. And to invest in good shoes. And to time the trip when you're just getting started. I was shocked to discover that the walk home takes almost the same time to take transit all the way home. When I realized that, the walking became a lot easier.

(ps - re: the face thing? Don't forget that our shape is changing as we get older.)

rebelle said...

Oh, discipline and I am weak on that area. I too have to hoof it more, my mile a day is not enough.

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