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So it’s day 3

And I’m realizing just what I’m facing here. I have shit all for motivation, no desire to cook meals, and 5 minutes at a brisk walk on the treadmill leaves me winded. I wanna be a fucking shark, but I feel like a guppy. Is 5 minutes on the treadmill 5 time a day as effective as a 25 minute stint? I think not. But anything is better than nothing, right?

I want to call myself pathetic. I can feel the negativity trying to get in, trying to tell me that if it’s this hard to walk ten minutes (which I’ve finished, thank you), I’m never going to get anywhere. That it’s pathetic I can’t even walk ten minutes on a treadmill with a very slight incline without feeling tightness in my knee and back, 

What would really be pathetic, I have to remind myself, is to stop now. Is to let those negative thoughts win. Because if stop now, I’m just proving those negative thoughts right. And I’m tired of letting my negativity run my life.

Today, I walked for a total of 13 minutes and 46 seconds. Ten of those minutes were consistent. I almost made a half mile on my treadmill, and though it hurt and my body was tight, and I was winded and embarrassed because I feel like it shouldn’t hurt quite so bad, I’m also insanely proud of myself. I’m proud that I fought through the negativity, and forced myself to do something. I may have only walked for 13 minutes and less than a half mile, but it’s 13 minutes longer and a half mile further than I’ve walked in a long time, and it can only get easier from here.ds