Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired

A friend of mine, who is also an inspiration to me, said it best in her latest blog post.......I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. You can read this post by following the link below.

http://onepassionaterun.blogspot.com/2013/06/get-angry.html

That is the conclusion that I came to after reading this entry. I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. This is my new motto for at least the next 13 weeks. First a little background of how I got to this place.

I am about 40 pounds overweight for my height. I know this. I have accepted this. It didn't happen overnight, (actually over the last 5 years) but boy it sure seemed like it. I have high cholesterol and several of my joints hurt. I have made excuse after excuse about why I allowed myself to do this to my body. It was this drug or that illness or if I could only do this, that would happen.

Over this past weekend, I downloaded an app that offers training for a half marathon. Now I've always been semi-active, but a half marathon? I'd lost my mind and had almost convinced myself of that fact when I read the afore mentioned blog entry.

It's like a light switch flipped. This was no one and nothing's fault but my own. THIS WAS MY FAULT!!!!!!!!!! I allowed myself to make unwise choices and go get fast food or pop in a pizza instead of cooking a nutritious meal. And let's not forget those late night snacks. :)

Well, no more. Did you hear me? NO MORE!!!!! For the next 13 weeks, I will be training for a half marathon for the sole purpose of getting my body back into the healthy state that it, and I, deserve. And who knows, I might just pick a half marathon to try.

I am not going to let Satan discourage me anymore. That little nag of doubt that says I'm not good enough for that. I'm too tired. I'm too out of shape. I'm too........the list could go on and on. Once I accepted the fact that this was my fault and I could change it, I got the will power I needed to make a change.

Yesterday was day one of the half marathon training. The goal was to warm up walk 5 mins, alternate 3 min run/2 min walk seven times, then cool down walk 5 mins. Now don't misunderstand. I did not get out there and follow this pattern tit for tat. I'm not that good. :) I did not give up. I DID NOT GIVE UP! I stuck with it and by the end I was jogging for 2 1/2 minutes of the 3 min run portion. At the beginning I could only go about 30 seconds at a time.

I DID NOT GIVE UP.  I stuck with it and persevered until the end. I didn't give in to the little voice inside my head that said, "My legs hurt. I should stop so I don't hurt myself." It would have hurt more to quit. So I persevered. I kept repeating to myself, "I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired." Over and over for 35 minutes.

I'm going to do this. I'm going to get healthy. I'm going to get my body ready to handle anything that comes my way. I'm going to get my body in shape to carry a baby so that when Brack and I get to that point, I don't have to worry about it. I can do this. It is possible.

13 weeks.

13 weeks.

I CAN DO THIS!!!! I'M SICK AND TIRED OF BEING SICK AND TIRED!!!!!!!