Or off your ass, depending on how you want to look at it. I did both =)
I've been out on the trail at Tellico today since about 8:30. It's a beautiful, sunny, HUMID, spring morning.
Shin splints are not bothering me. I can slow run or fast jog, again, depending on how you want to look at it, for a good bit now. I'm certainly not up to a 5k, but I'm going to do it anyway. This will be my first 5k and I'm actually excited about it. Even in my teens at 88 pounds I couldn't run. Just goes to show, it doesn't matter how much you weigh, skinny isn't any healthier than fat. Take good care of yourself. You only have one body, if it gives out on you, you're in a lot of trouble.
I find my motivation and strength in different things. My original motivation was the mean spirited comment about my being 'third rate, fat, old, and gray." Truth be told, those were two seperate comments made on two different days within the same week. And I stupidly, or blindly, I'm not sure which any more, agreed with it. Then I got mad. I don't like putting words in peoples mouths any more than I like having words put in mine. And I had a secret arsenal, the strong will and determination I'd garnered growing up. I wasn't raised by weak parents. I didn't have weak willed grandparents. I doubt you'll find much in the way off weak will anywhere if you search either my paternal or maternal sides.
I also understand not everyone has that kind of strength of will and determination.
You have to look deep inside you to find it. I'd buried mine for some reason. Take a good hard look at yourself in the mirror, naked if you have to and tell yourself the truth. Is fat truly beautiful to you? If so, then tell your detractors to go have some cake and ice cream. If not, search even deeper, find your motivation, make a goal and go for it.
I'll support you when no one else will. I'll root for you; be on your side even when you're wiping crumbs off your mouth for the tenth time today. I' might get a bit frustrated with you, but hey, I'm human, so are you. We all have our weaknesses/limitations. You probably know what yours are. Figure out a way to deal with it your way.
This is how I did it:
1) Find your motivation, actually it was handed to me on a silver platter.
2) Set a realistic goal. 2 pounds off this month 2x12 is 24 pound in year afterall, (psst!I'll bet you lose more)
3) Make small, gradual changes in your eating habits.
4) Don't deny yourself anything, especially if it's something you enjoy, just limit it to enough to satisfy your cravings. Usually a bite or two makes me happy.
5) Get up and move. You don't have to run a 5k. I hadn't planned on a 5k in my life, now that it's approaching pretty quickly, I want it here so I can go on to the next 5k. I"m afraid I may need intervention eventually!
6) I know I just said get up and move, but blog about your trials and tribulations. Sometimes, when I'm writing I solve my own dilemma. Usually it smacks me on the head.
When I first started my blog, it was with the intentions to chronicle my weight loss story. It is starting to take on a life of its own. It's giving me serious performance anxiety =p. Don't get me wrong, I love followers and I crave comments much like I want some ice cream right now, but I have a very serious fear of failure too. Cheer me on and I'll cheer you on.