I’m (slowly, quietly, privately) trying to run a mile. I’m embarrassed by the fact that I can’t. I do other forms of cardio (HIIT classes and walking) but I want to be able to run a mile. Even if it’s very slow. But I also don’t want to over exert myself or injure myself because weightlifting is my primary focus. So once a week I’ll take a little jog around my neighborhood to try to build up stamina. And it’s working! I can run over half a mile without stopping. It’s slow, obviously. But it’s nonstop movement. This is my progress from May 18 to yesterday.
Working out has been so good for my mental health. To be able to see the numbers go up and to see real, tangible results has me so pleased. I’m actually really proud of myself. I’m doing difficult things, but I’m pushing through and I keep doing them. It’s hard to explain, but the consistency, progress, and accountability to myself feel really really good.