Thursday, May 13, 2010
The Big 1-0-0
Actually, my 101.6th, but who’s counting?
That is since March 1.
I realize 100 miles is a mere blip for far more serious athletes than I, but I still can’t believe I’ve done it.
Somehow, I’ve managed every morning before work – except the one day I was sick – to drag my butt out of bed and onto the treadmill.
That has to be amazing to the people who know me, because they know I love to sleep.
So, what keeps me going?
Well, when I quit smoking four years ago, probably more overriding than any other motivation I had was the fact that I never, ever wanted to go through quitting again.
I knew that if I could get through the strong withdrawals and habits, I’d be OK. That someday I wouldn’t think about a cigarette all hours of the day.
To be honest, it was probably a good year before that happened, but it happened.
And I never wanted to have to endure the misery of getting to that point of relief again.
That’s what keeps me going on this weight loss journey, too.
I never want to get back to the point where I was.
Where taking the stairs took all my breath.
Where 1 mile on the treadmill felt like 10.
Where grocery shopping left me aching and exhausted.
And I never, ever want to be able to say again that I’m the biggest I’ve ever been.
Here’s hoping …