Two weeks ago, the calorie counter clicked away...799...800. My brain wondered, what would happen when it went up to 1000? I kept running past my usual "long run" total of 45 minutes and made up my mind to go for it. I paused the treadmill at 999 and took this picture. Then the calories zeroed out. So glad I had evidence!
This week, rough draft #2 was completed of my book. I printed all 68,000 words two pages of type for one page of print. I discovered, I am terrible at correcting if it's not printed out. My eyes water and blur 10 pages in on a screen. The English language is an incredibly complicated thing. I have HIGH respect for those teaching ESL, and those that learn all the intricacies that make up our speech.
Last night, I did something I never have before, I broke my record of speed for the two mile run. I ran two miles in just a bit over 19 minutes. I know that is slow for those who have been running for a long time, but I am 33 years old and this is only month 7 of being very consistent.
The scale isn't moving this week. At. All. I told the scale it could burn. It still didn't move. Nothing listens to me; not my kids, not my husband, not my scale *sigh.* However, the pants that had been too tight over spring, fit great. My husband says maybe the fat turned to muscle.
I am also starting weight training more seriously this week. I want to be strong, and have cardiovascular endurance. It takes time to develop, so I better start now. Up until now, I have avoided leg work outs, because, Junior year of HS I took a weight training class and I did VERY well. Coach wanted me to go to State for the Ladies division. Then I was walking behind the Varsity Football players and one of them said, "Look at her legs! They are bigger than mine!" Not the thing a 17 year old self-conscious teen wants to here. I quit the team, and did only arm reps after that.
That goes in my pile of regrets in life. I should have turned around and said, "That's right! These legs that are 'bigger than yours' are going to the Olympics!" I have the frame to be a large body-builder. My father and mother were both VERY strong individuals. I have no desire to be a body builder now, as my shoulder is shot, but back in the day, I could have.
From now in life, I am going to take the good opportunities that come before me. I declare good and happy things over my life. I declare that I will teach my children to be the best versions of themselves every day and not give one toot about what anyone else thinks or says.
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