HUGE ACCOMPLISHMENT :-D
Tonight I overcame a massively huge hurdle in my life.
I RAN. For the first time since injuring my knee 5 years ago, I ran on the treadmill.
Today was a series of ups and downs for me. I had originally intended on going to the gym early to get some treadmill and bike time in before my water aerobics class, but I ended up not having enough time to do so. I was so disappointed about not being able to go early, I almost didn't go at all. My husband, being the amazingly awesome guy that he is, basically forced me out the door. He put the car keys in my hand and said, "I love you, see you later!"
When I got there, I sat in the locker room for 10 minutes, trying to figure out what I was doing. I was feeling lazy, not wanting to do anything, pissed at myself for being where I didn't want to be. But I figured, since I was already there, I needed to find the motivation to actually get something accomplished.
I channeled Jillian Michaels and Bob Harper from the Biggest Loser. What would they say? I went through my mental checklist of all the slogans, lines, everything I've ever told myself that was motivating. Ok. I decided I'd stay. But now what should I do?
Should I go to the water aerobics class? Or should I get on the treadmill? I decided to think about what would be more rewarding for me, because this whole exercise session was difficult for me and I needed that reward. Considering the fact that I'd need to take my GoWear Fit off for the class, I thought it'd be more rewarding if I left it on so that I could see the results on my computer afterwards.
Ok so I went upstairs to the gym and got on the treadmill. And I kept thinking to myself, I want to run, I want to run. The tempo in the song I was listening to kicked up, and I decided this was it - I increased the speed on the treadmill and I ran.
I nearly cried right there. True, I couldn't keep it up for long because I felt like my heart was about to burst, but I actually did it! And it didn't hurt! And it didn't give out on me! I ran three more times in my 30-minute session on the treadmill, for a total of four short bursts of speed. I am so incredibly proud of myself.
I RAN. For the first time since injuring my knee 5 years ago, I ran on the treadmill.
Today was a series of ups and downs for me. I had originally intended on going to the gym early to get some treadmill and bike time in before my water aerobics class, but I ended up not having enough time to do so. I was so disappointed about not being able to go early, I almost didn't go at all. My husband, being the amazingly awesome guy that he is, basically forced me out the door. He put the car keys in my hand and said, "I love you, see you later!"
When I got there, I sat in the locker room for 10 minutes, trying to figure out what I was doing. I was feeling lazy, not wanting to do anything, pissed at myself for being where I didn't want to be. But I figured, since I was already there, I needed to find the motivation to actually get something accomplished.
I channeled Jillian Michaels and Bob Harper from the Biggest Loser. What would they say? I went through my mental checklist of all the slogans, lines, everything I've ever told myself that was motivating. Ok. I decided I'd stay. But now what should I do?
Should I go to the water aerobics class? Or should I get on the treadmill? I decided to think about what would be more rewarding for me, because this whole exercise session was difficult for me and I needed that reward. Considering the fact that I'd need to take my GoWear Fit off for the class, I thought it'd be more rewarding if I left it on so that I could see the results on my computer afterwards.
Ok so I went upstairs to the gym and got on the treadmill. And I kept thinking to myself, I want to run, I want to run. The tempo in the song I was listening to kicked up, and I decided this was it - I increased the speed on the treadmill and I ran.
I nearly cried right there. True, I couldn't keep it up for long because I felt like my heart was about to burst, but I actually did it! And it didn't hurt! And it didn't give out on me! I ran three more times in my 30-minute session on the treadmill, for a total of four short bursts of speed. I am so incredibly proud of myself.