Is was a damnthisisharDOHMYGODIFORGOTHOWGOODTHISFEELS run. For sure. Cause I haven’t run in a while. And it felt great.
So I haven’t been here in a while. In fact, I was purposefully avoiding this blog. I knew that if I got on, I would feel guilty. There is not reason to feel guilty because you are choosing not to run, or because you are choosing to drink a few too many beer and eating far too few vegetables. Life takes over. I fully believe in enjoying each season of life. The past two months have not be a healthy crazy season. And I loved each and every moment of it.
Three years after I began struggling with my eating disorder, I have completely fallen in love with my body, regardless of how much the scale says, and regardless of if it can run a 7 minute mile or a 9 minute mile. I even bought a swim suit and wore it despite eating a large meal beforehand. And I can’t remember the last time I felt this good. (Actually, that’s a lie. I do. I felt this free in high school. But that was a long time ago…)
I was so proud of how much I trained and improved over this past year, especially during my fall semester. And I tried to continue after my 15k. But I started slacking. And the most I was slacking, the more I tried harder to train. But the harder I tried the more guilty I felt. So I stopped, and waited. I was waiting for the right time. I was waiting for my body to be ready to train again. And that time was last week. I ran a Mother’s Day 5K with my mom, sister, aunt and cousin. After that little run, I knew it was almost time. And today was the day.
I just finished an extremely short, and extremely slow run. But it was absolutely wonderful. I loved every moment. This is what I was waiting for. My New Year’s Resolution was to run a marathon. And I also am running a half marathon on August 4th. So now is the perfect time to restart my training. And I’m excited for it.
I’m back :)