I just walked on the treadmill for 42 minutes and I did it at a higher speed than I've ever gone before! I know that's no amazing feat, but to me it's huge! I couldn't make it 15 minutes on the treadmill two months ago. I tried to do couch to 5K last year and had an asthma attack so bad that I practically had to go to the hospital after 10 minutes, lol. I made it one day and gave up. Even a couple of weeks ago I was really pushing to do 30 minutes.
So 42 minutes feels like a marathon to me. It feels like a huge victory. It's proof to myself that I'm making progress and that I'm getting stronger. Even if the weight refuses to budge, I have proof to myself that my hard work is paying off.
I hate being out of shape. It's actually a bit embarrassing to announce some of my personal victories that I know really aren't that impressive and only show how out of shape I really am, but blogging about it is what's pushing me to keep going. I know 42 minutes on a treadmill at not even a jogging pace is nothing to brag about, but when it's so much better than what I could have done before it feels really great. I'm proud of me! :)
Good for you, Wendy!
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