Jun 30, 2010 20:22
I stand (technically I'm sitting) at a realisation. For the last 6 months or so, I've been trying to improve myself. I've been trying to write more to improve my skills there, practicing photography more and more to become better at it, and singing a lot more in preperation for the audition (which I passed, and got the part, thank you very much!) but I have been focusing too much on specifics, and I've let myself slip overall.
I've managed to put on 5 kilos in less than three months, and I'm not happy about it. Karen, little "I don't own any trainers" Karen, managed to do a 10k run at the weekend. That should have lit a fire in me. Instead, it kind of warmed some embers. I vaugely thought to myself, I'd better get in shape, I would like to do that too one day. But I did nothing. Today at the gym, I ran. I pushed myself, for the first time in an age. And it felt good. I managed to do 5k on a treadmill in 35:53 (points for symmetry). NOW I'm fired up. I'm going to find a charity run, enter it, and beat the 35 minute mark on real ground. I have a target now, I just need a timescale. To google I go...