It's important to be honest with yourself.
I've had a dose of truth serum today.
This morning I ran 4 miles and I felt so out of shape.
Long gone are the days of 2-a-days and working out when I want.
I've gained some weight.
5 pounds to be exact.
Doesn't sound like a lot but to me it might as well be 50.
Bad habits have re-emerged.
I know this.
I also know better.
Today I had to wear my "fat" pants so I could be comfortable while running errands.
Shorts are out of the question at this point.
I felt a sense of relief when I didn't run into anyone while I was out.
Marathon training hasn't even started and I am already dreading it.
I get anxious just thinking about it.
How am I going to fit marathon training into my schedule.
Last year it was easy.
But now I work full-time and I am a single parent.
There's a lot of stuff I'd love to talk about on here but I can't.
Most of it being good stuff.
Maybe this is just a phase.
A sad moment.
An ugly cry.
So why the debbie downer post?
Maybe it's a way to keep myself in check.
Maybe I just needed a place to put my jumbled thoughts
Maybe someone can relate and it'll help them.
A friend posted this.
It speaks volumes.
Life is such a roller coaster and this too shall pass....