Remember when I said I wanted to lose 20lbs this year?
Don’t feel too badly because I barely remember either! But way back on January 2, 2012 I wrote a few New Year’s Resolutions on my blog so the whole internet could keep me accountable.
“It won’t be easy and I will want to quit (or not even start) but I am going to do it.”
Okay, all of the words are true except for the “doing it part” because guess what? I wrote those words on January 2, 2012 and it wasn’t until May when I actually threw on some yoga pants and a sports bra (okay 2 sports bras but that’s a whole different post), laced up my sneakers (that are 4 years old!) and got my butt out the door.
In all fairness, outside my door looked like this until May.
So when all that white stuffed cleared (FYI: next place I move will be winter-free), I downloaded a free C25K App onto my iPhone and did great for the first two weeks. I don’t remember what happened but just like I predicted on January 2, 2012 I quit.
But now I’m on a quasi-three-week vacation and between being fed by my father, BlogHer12 in NYC and the constant gin and tonic companions I decided I wasn’t going to gain back the only five pounds I have actually lost since making New Years Resolutions (which if I am completely honest is because I had pneumonia last month and absolutely nothing to do with me actually trying to lose the weight).
So again, I’ve strapped on my 4 year old running shoes and have got my butt out the door a total of 6 times since being home. I started Week 2 Day 1 of C25K and guess what – I didn’t DIE!
Today, I am headed out to have dinner and drinks with some of the YummyMummyClub.ca crew and I knew I had to get out and run this morning just to get rid of some of the calories I am going to consume tonight.
Even if the skies were gray and promising rain.
I didn’t want to go – after all – rain is as good an excuse to not run as any. But then I had an image of Speed Skating Mom in head-to-toe spandex with an arena full of people looking at her and a coach yelling at her to get lower.
If she can do that, I can get a little wet.
So I went and I got more than a little wet and now I can’t figure out if Speed Skating Mom owes me a gin and tonic or if I owe her one!