Hey guys! Long time, no see.
And, well, I'm kind of ashamed to admit, but it was on purpose, too.
Let me start off by saying the reason why we weigh ourselves every week is to hold ourselves accountable for our actions. If our weight does not gradually go down, or even goes up, we know that somewhere, something isn't going the way it's supposed to. Sometimes, it could be the Band itself. Mostly, it's our own decisions.
So, I made some bad decisions.
And when weigh-in day came in, I had gained like, 3 pounds.
So I avoided blog world.
That's really not how it works, because I'm not holding myself accountable. If I don't hold myself accountable, then how the Hell do I expect to keep my weight loss journey going?
Well, truth is, the journey would probably come to a halt. And I do not want that.
Anywhoozle, that just means I need to come back here in full force. This blog is my main source of support during my weight loss journey, and I'm not lying when I say I need support every step of the way. Also, I need to do my part and support others as well.
Well, let's get this party started.
Okay, so let's get into the reason behind my "determined" state of mind.
Today was the Rock N' Roll 1/2 Marathon.
I did not finish.
I didn't even make it halfway.
By the 5 1/2 mile point, I had to quit because the pain I was feeling was too bad. My feet, legs, hips and back were aching so bad I couldn't continue. I had already been picked up once by the trailing pacers, and they were already coming around for the second time. I had started with a few people I had found from my doctor's office team, but by that point, they were way ahead of me.
So, why did I have to quit?
Because I didn't train right. Durrrr.
And that's my fault. If I had followed the training plan that had been handed to me, instead of trying to pursue what I thought would suffice, I might have at least made it to the halfway mark, if not further. But nope, sometimes I like to think I'm right about something I know nothing about, and this was one of those cases.
I didn't fail, though. To tell you the truth, I didn't expect to finish. Now, while I didn't meet my goal of halfway, I still participated and went as far as I possibly could, and that's all that matters.
Now, I have one year to train for next year's marathon. And by next year, I will run it.
Not walk it, run it.
Training starts next week with the C25K program. adorkabl has had phenomenal success with her program, and I'm pretty much convinced it could help me, too. I need to train properly to achieve my goals of becoming a runner, and this is the way to finally start.
Also, I need to find some buddies to go with me next year. Being alone most of the time wasn't fun. While the people from my doctor's office were nice, I just didn't know any of them like they knew each other. Next year, I'm hoping to have companions during the race.
As of right now, though, I'm still sore and my feet are still killing me. I don't even want to know what I'm going to feel like tomorrow. I did treat myself to a pedicure today, though. Just a little something to reward myself for trying!
I'd also like to say I'm sorry to Banded in Texas! As my Comic Con post might have insinuated, I suck at taking pictures. I don't have a pictures from the Rock n Roll marathon besides one!
Also, Tee and Banded in Texas have nominated me for the Liebster award! I'll answer all of those questions in a second post shortly!