I gained four pounds at this weigh-in. Is it what I want to see? Absolutely not, but while the scale was not my friend I promise you I have worked hard and will continue to work hard in the next two weeks and hold my head up high and be proud as I do the best I can.
I ran yesterday, I ran with Jessica next to me and I pushed hard when I thought I could not go any further, I worked hard for Lindsey who was at a work function and not with me, but I could see her face of encouragement and that along with seeing Jess next to me and how strong she is, how at times her strides seem effortless, how I want to run like that, it pushed me further. We were on the treadmill for an hour, I alternated between walking and running hitting my goal of 5 minutes at one time only once but running 4 minutes at a time twice the rest in 3 minutes and 2 minute intervals. I thought of what my longtime friend Steve said to me,
“a marathoner does not run the same split every mile; usually they hit the wall and they push through until they get their second wind.”
while I am not a marathoner, I will push through until I get my second wind.
I am winning this fight, no matter what the scale says, my spirit is stronger than any number and I am shedding this skin, this fear, this shame. I will no longer give up on myself when things get hard…
These pictures say it better than any words I can write. ..