One of the biggest lessons I have learned is that life is hard. It is all hard. You have to choose your hard. I came to terms with that during my first C25K run this week, at the last running interval. I was over it. I was tired and ready to go home, and I said to myself "no one will know if I just walk this one..." but then I thought "I will know!" so I just did it. And I am proud that I did. The first run is always the hardest.
After that run, this week went great. I am starting to get more into a schedule which is nice. My goal this week is to run at work, on my lunch breaks. It will mean planning ahead and packing my gear, but getting it done in the middle of the day will mean that I can sleep in a little longer and do 21 Day Fix when I get home from work :D
Pokey was feeling reflective and wrote about why she is running. I love it!
I am running because I want to prove to myself that I’m no longer a scared little girl, who felt ugly and awkward and wholly unwanted. I’ve carried her long enough and this is where we part ways.