Running on a wing and a prayer - Week of May 4
I jumped up to 5.4 miles this morning.
The first mile I felt a little tight, but then miles 2 - 5 felt really good. The last 4 tenths is uphill and since I'm almost done, I push harder. That doesn't feel good. :D
It doesn't seem to matter how far I go, my pace is always the same.
I was listening to Bowling for Soup on my Thumps. They reference the Bon Jovi song. It always makes me laugh.
I didn't see the duckies today. :(
V.
Yelled at while running (sorry this is long)
Last Saturday I did two runs. I planned on doing a six mile run in the AM, but the weather forced me to cut it short (I had DD with me). That night I was feeling good, DH was home, DD was in bed, I decided to do another run to get in my miles for the week.
I felt great. I ended up doing six more miles. The last mile home I was in the zone, picking up my pace when a man leaned out his window and made some really rude comments about how fat I am. I won't repeat them here.
The last few months I've really been struggling with body issues. I was diagnosed with hypothyroid and my hormones are all out of whack after having a laparatomy. I've put on some weight and I'm really struggling to take it off. I'm running slower, riding slower, and having a hard time. All this to say, this guy really hit me where I was hurting.
I spent the next few days wallowing. See, I used to weigh more than 300lbs. I was a couch potato. Running, biking, kayaking all sounded fun to me but I thought I was too big to do those things--people would make fun of me. That man's comments made me feel like that I again. I don't have a runner's physique and I'm one of the largest cyclists in our area. I don't have the right body type, I should be at home watching tv, that's where I belong.
Finally, it hit me last night. Why am I letting a complete stranger decide who I am? Or anyone else for that matter? I should never give someone else that kind of power over me. I spent some time in prayer, some time reading the Bible and some time reprogramming my thoughts.
Today is a new day and I'm feeling like my old self again. I did a trail run late last night. This morning I got up early and did an hour bike ride--my first of the season. It was great. I love using my body, being outside, pushing myself. I felt like me again. :) I ain't no couch potato.