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Nothin gonna get me down

I have not been feeling my best over the past few days. I’ve been in a bad mood. After work today, the remote wasn’t working and I got so frustrated that I started screaming at the TV.

It was time for a run.

I wasn’t feeling that well, but I went for it anyway. And I went HARD. I ran…2.5 miles.

TWO AND A HALF MILES. Without stopping.
I’m pretty sure that’s the first time I’ve ever done that.

I was shocked. I was ecstatic. I was so proud of myself!

And then, after the joy truly set in…I proceeded to get violently sick. In the gym bathroom.

2.5 miles!
Take that, bad mood.


Learning what I’m capable of

Every time I go to the gym, I do 45 minutes of cardio. I go on the treadmill for 15 minutes, the elliptical for 15 minutes, and the cross trainer for 15 minutes.

When I’m on the treadmill, I generally walk the first quarter mile at 3.5 mph, and then I jog one full mile at 5.5 mph. These 15 minutes usually leave me panting, red, and sweating buckets (I’m out of shape, deal with it). But I want to become a runner, and so I keep trying.

Today I walked a few miles around my neighborhood before heading to the gym. I got on the treadmill, walked my usual quarter mile, and then I began to jog.¬†After jogging a mile, I realized I wasn’t as tired as I normally am.

I went to hit stop on the treadmill, and then I thought –¬†if I don’t need to stop, why am I stopping?

And so I kept jogging for another quarter mile, at which point I gave in and switched to the cross trainer. After 15 minutes on the cross trainer, I went to get on the elliptical.

But then I felt a sense of determination come over me – I knew I wasn’t done with that treadmill. I wasn’t done jogging.

And so I got back on. And jogged another full mile (!!!).

When I was done, I was as red as a strawberry, and I looked like I had just jumped in a swimming pool.

Outwardly, it was not pretty.

But inwardly, I was beyond proud.
I was bent over, breathing heavily, and unable to speak – but I was ecstatic!

At the end of the day, it’s not about the 2.25 miles (in addition to the 2.75 miles I walked today, btw). It’s about the fact that I can do so much more than I think I can – I am capable of more than I give myself credit for.

It’s like they say: “Whether you think you can or you think you can’t, you’re right.”

So push yourself. Because more than half the time, the “I can’t do it” is mental. We are capable of so much! We just have to try.

Overnight oats are my new best thing

This morning I had my overnight oats that I made last night for the first time. The mixture looked MUCH better this morning, especially after I threw on a tablespoon of honey and 15 almonds (for a total of 360 calories).

It was more caloric than I normally like my breakfast, but it was SO worth it. It honestly tasted like an oatmeal cookie ice cream combo – two of my most favorite things in the world. I will definitely be making this again. And again. And again.

Today was my first “cheat day.” (I’m eating 1250 calories on weekdays, and 2000 on Friday and Saturday, for a weekly average of 1450.) I decided not to go out tonight, so there were no alcohol calories on the horizon. As a result, I splurged with my eating a little bit.

When I got home from work, I made the saddest single person dinner ever. Don’t judge me. It looked like this:

I call this a “single person” dinner because no self-respecting person would eat this meal in front of another human being. It’s the kind of dinner you eat alone on your couch while watching Law and Order SVU (which I did).

What you’re looking at is a Trader Joe’s brown rice tortilla, with some Daiya dairy-free cheddar shreds, and a handful of turkey pepperoni. All melted in the microwave. (No shame.) It was actually pretty delicious and I had 2 of them, for a total of 600 calories. This “pizza” may not have been hearty by any means, but it looked big and took awhile to eat, which helped me feel satisfied.

In other news, today I ran a mile for the first time since March!

This might not seem like a big deal, especially to all you runners out there, but it’s an accomplishment for me. I feel like I’m getting back in the swing of things. It definitely helped that a beautiful man was running on the treadmill next to me, which discouraged me from stopping after half a mile (which I’ve been doing). Turns out, I had it in me!

Have a good weekend everyone!