There’s a skinny runner hidden in me…
…and apparently I’ve eaten her. BUT I’m on track to dig her out and set her free. No, seriously I haven’t eaten anyone, but I am convinced that in this new season of my life I am striving to be something i’ve never been before: a runner. I have so many friends on Facebook who have never been runners before and in their late 30’s to mid 40’s have embarked on a new found hobby of running. A couple of old co-workers, a cousin, someone I went to church with…all women were not runners before and now are. I want to join that club. Now granted, I’ve ran in a 5k and walked a couple, but that hardly grants me membership to the runner’s club. J and I are 4 weeks into the Couch to 5k app and I’m sticking with it. I been on Weight Watchers for about 3 weeks now and have had minimal results. We are still doing Paleo and staying away from what most Americans eat. I just want to do it right, you know? I want to be healthy. I want to live a long time. I don’t want my bones to crumble and need replaced. I want to be able to play with my kids, be a healthy example for my girls on a healthy body image and a healthy example for my boys in what they should see when they date girls.
I don’t want a diet.
I want a healthy lifestyle.
I’m going to stick with it.