Running and Thinking

I ran outside today because I left my IPod at home and had nothing to entertain myself.  As I was winding my way through the brush, the trees, the leaves, the traffic of runners, the buildings and the occasional lunch goer attempting not to run over me, I got to thinking.  Kelly from Regis and Kelly has been logging 20 miles a week.  I think it is for charity or for the earth or something, I forgot.  But, as I went by mile 3 and hit mile 4, I said to myself, I run around 20 miles a week.  I should probably start to log them too so I can see what I really am doing.  Then I had a monumental thought; every mile I run gets me one more mile away from who I was, and one more mile closer to who I want to be.  As cliche as it sounds, I felt it was really true at that moment.  Every time my legs hurt, every time it takes me a minute to catch my breath, every time my stomach starts to cramp up, I am actually making myself a little bit better and stronger.  I couldn't have said these things 6 months ago.  Losing weight isn't the only thing that is changing for me.  I have become more organized (Damie input joke here), I try and prioritize what is important to me, I can offer people advice on working out or dieting without feeling like a hypocrite.  I am not addicted to running or working out even.  I have more days where all I want to do is stay in bed with Zinny and not get up and go to the gym.  But, knowing I am happier every day that I do this one thing for myself is keeping me going.