Let me tell you I felt like utter crap by my last interval. My legs felt like lead and I just wanted to curl up into a fetal position and cry like a baby. But my instructor was great. She kept talking to me and getting me to focus on things and before I knew it, we were done. I can't believe that I finished without embarrassing myself by sobbing uncontrollably or losing my faculties. And the funniest part of the whole run was that once I was coherent again, I actually uttered the words, "that was great...I feel great...I can't wait to do it again"! I have clearly developed some masochistic tendencies.
My instructor said that she doesn't love running, but loves how it makes her feel. I totally understand what she means by that. I can't even categorize myself as a runner, but when I'm struggling in the middle of my run, swearing that this is definitely the last one I'm doing EVER...the minute I finish, I'm pumped to do it again. And I feel like a million bucks! Maybe I'll never run more than 5K, but right now I don't care. The endorphins that running releases is a huge motivator to keep on going. That and I have a great group of running girls who are super supportive and also keep me focused.
|This cracks me up every time I see it.|
And is 100% true in my case. Ask anyone I run with!
Today I had dinner with my in-laws. I pigged out on salad and roasted chicken. Oh sure there was also lasagna, peas (the ones with mushrooms and garlic that I love), potatoes and tons of desserts (including more chocolate), but I stuck strictly to the chicken and salad. I didn't find my will power lacking or temptation rearing it's ugly head. After all, there will be Easter again next year. Maybe by then I'll be in a place where I can enjoy a few more things during celebrations. Overall it was an enjoyable weekend. I got to spend time with the people I love most and even got to see some visiting family who live in another province.
What made this holiday special for me:
- Seeing the excitement on my son's face when he realized that the Easter bunny had left him something.
- The people I got to spend it with.
- Conquering my run this morning and pushing myself to do something that made me nervous and doubtful of my abilities.
- Being able to cook my family dinner without the exclusion of family favourites, while still maintaining my willpower and dedication to myself and my health.