So, here's the deal. I promise this isn't going to become a running blog because, let's not kid ourselves, I'm not exactly a runner. But can I just let it out for a moment here?
Today I actually ran a whole mile. And really, this is a big accomplishment for me. Before today the most I could run without taking a walking break was a half mile. So today felt... not too bad. And I was kind of proud of myself.
The problem is, I also am feeling surprisingly discouraged. Which seems weird considering I just successfully completed my first mini-goal. But I am. Discouraged, that is. I know it's only been two and half weeks since I started any physical activity, which really isn't a very long time. And I also know that my usual run/walk of fifteen minutes isn't exactly a stellar amount of time. But man, this whole exercise thing is not increasing my energy level. (Or making myself feel better about my body. But that's a whole other issue.)
And I so want more energy. It's kind of a big part of why I kick-started this whole thing in the first place. I almost feel like I was able to get my butt out of bed (and do more with the girls) before I started all this.
Am I just impatient? Am I not putting enough time in? What is wrong with me?
I'm not going to quit, because even though I don't necessarily have more energy, I do feel better overall when I get out and do something, but man, it's kind of hard to feel motivated right now, I can tell you that.
Okay, venting over. I'm going to try to just feel good because, even though it took two and a half weeks, I finally ran a full mile!