So, I've been hitting the gym as much as I can, which isn't as much as I'd like. Beggars can't be choosers as I have to wait until
Kami is 3 months until I can take her into the kids
klub, so I go when Lance is available to be home with her and usually I take
gracie with me.
Ok, that's not the point. So Monday night I did
NOT want to go, although deep down I knew I really wanted the results. I was in a sour mood, and was really down on myself about weight, dieting, food in general and I was beating myself up over it.
Ok, that's not the point either! Lance convinces me to go and I get there around 8:00 or so and I tell myself that if I can run a 9:00 minute mile 8-months
prego I certainly can do better than that now. So I start the usual warm-up pace and realize it's not quite fast enough, and run harder. I push and push and yes, it pays off and
HOLY CRAP, I just ran a
8:02 mile!!
WHAT??!! I think maybe it's just a fluke so I go back today thinking, I slowed down a couple of times to take a gulp of water (in reality I was spilling water down the front of my T) so I can go faster, maybe break 8:00 minutes?? and what happens???
7:35 (that's not a typo: seven minutes, thirty-five seconds)that's right folks, this non-runner hit an all-time personal best. I never ran that fast in HS or Jr. high!!
I thought I would share the happy news! Hopefully next time you AZ residents see me again I'll have my mommy-
fied slimmer body back!
Cheers!