Towards the end of my breakdown last week, after I had confirmed that I would not quit my journey, I told my husband something like this:
The funny thing is that when I am walking down the stairs from the cardio machines at the gym to the weights floor I feel so strong and fit. I know I’m chubby and I’m running at a slow pace of 4.8 mph on average (a 12:30 mile), but I feel like a thin, strong girl and I don’t care what anyone says or thinks.
Yep, I ran two miles in 25:05 minutes today and again I felt so strong. On the treadmill I may look like a hippo bouncing along, but in my mind I’m a gazelle – gliding along. 🙂
I don't know as I have ever felt like a gazelle LOL!
Great job on keeping going!
this is so true for me too! I think it's my inner self being proud that I am doing things right and getting stronger. When I was at my heaviest, I HATED to see myself in pictures. I think I hated myself because I knew I was over weight and not doing a thing about it but feel sorry for myself. Now that I am working out, and eating right, I feel a self convidence growing inside of me and I don't mind seeing myself in pictures even though I am not close to my target weight or able to run a 5k non stop yet.
Keep going! Your getting stronger and stronger 🙂
How you feel inside is so important. And exercise makes people feel so good – even if I never end up doing it myself even though I know it is so good on all fronts!
Leah if it makes you feel any better you run faster than I do. 🙂