In 3 days, at the Flying Pig, my BFF is going to qualify for the Boston Marathon.
I will be suffering through the Half. I was in Chicago earlier this week for work, and had plenty of time to think on the drive there and back. I was thinking about how strong and how good I felt about a year ago. I had gotten back to my "fighting weight", and was running consistently and my times were improving at every single distance.
Fast forward to the past couple of months. I'm not running consistently. I just can't motivate myself to get out the door. Now, I can give you a million excuses why I can't do it, but there are a lot of people out there who have a lot more going on than I do- that do manage and make it happen.
Plus, I'm eating like a pig. I weigh more now than I have ever weighed, with the exception of when I was last pregnant- 13+ years ago.
There is absolutely no good reason why I am not running at the same level as she is. And, I stress no GOOD reason. There is no good reason why I have let myself gain 30 lbs in the past year. None.
So, on the drive home, I was visualizing myself running and feeling strong and healthy. Now, I have to make that happen.
I know I've been saying this for a long time, but it seems like it may have actually clicked this time.