WARNING/DISCLAIMER: I am super cheery today (bonus points for those of you that had already guessed that one simply from the opening line). Perhaps it was the sample of the Advocare Spark I tried this morning (guessing it has to be a placebo effect - no way the euphoria could really last all day, right).
I personally like to credit the nice little gift I received from the scale fairy today...
That's 212.6 in case you can't read the horrible photo
(My sincere apologies...I must have been shaking/in shock while trying to take the pic!)
That is another new low!!!! Hot damn was I excited to see this, and especially the week after Thanksgiving! Can you say wooooooooo hooooooooooo??!!
I have finally figured out that running is what is making my scale move in the right direction right now. That is good news and bad news. Good news because I LOVE seeing lower numbers on the scale! Bad news because I HATE, HATE, HATE running. I am learning this more and more each day. I could walk for days and not be so miserable. But 5 miliseconds into running and my brain and body are begging, pleading, screaming, crying, and full on tantrum throwing to stop. I seriously have to mind eff myself the entire time....5 more minutes and you can walk some, I keep telling myself that the entire time. I use the treadmill, so about the only way I have been getting through these long final c25k sessions is to watch tv (The Biggest Loser Season 11 - holla!) on my ipad. TV seems to distract me from watching the clock and listening to my brain whine about not wanting to run and constantly watching the clock tick by in slow motion. I finished season 11 this week, so I decided to try music again today....painful. I enjoy the beat of the music. The right song does seem to help my pace/rhythm but I need distraction to drown out the skitzo voices in my head (whiners). 28 minutes has never seemed like such an eternity before!
Squirrel....On the plus side....only 1 official c25k session left until I am a graduate!
(But then I just get to start over again to work on increasing my pace)
So.....what I am BEGGING you for help with is to please share your Jedi mind tricks in the comments below on how I can come to
love tolerate running. How on earth do so many of you get to the place where you enjoy (and dare I say even love) running? Do I need a full frontal lobotomy? Listen to subliminal messages while sleeping? Play Ozzy records backwards? Hypnosis? Seriously I am about to the point I will try anything! Help a sista out....PLEASE!!!!
Here is a little bonus pic of me for ya today, basically just because I liked the outfit and had another "I feel thin(ner)" day....LOVE those days!
It's past my bedtime so ciao peeps!
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