
I was supposed to run 9 miles this morning (according to my 1/2 marathon training schedule) and I didn't think I could make it. I was feeling a bit queasy and my legs were really sore from running all week and all those squats and lunges at bodysculpting class the other night. But somewhere around the 6th mile, I got this idea that I should try for 10 miles instead of 9. And I did it! (Don't ask me how slow I was, or how much pain I'm feeling right now!) I ran 10 miles without stopping or walking. I remember reading about someone else doing that for the first time and thinking I would NEVER be able to.
I got on the scale when I got back, after sweating buckets, and I weighed 174. It's not "official" because it's not weigh-in day and I'll be replacing all that sweat I lost with water throughout the day so the scale will look different tomorrow, but still...I SAW it. Even if it was fleeting. For a moment, I had over a 100-pound loss. That's good enough for me to say I hit two milestones in one day!!
I've become a new person, really. A person who's struggling to get through a nine-mile run and thinks "Hey, how about another mile?"
I couldn't have hit EITHER of those milestones without the support I've received here at 3FC. I can't even begin to tell you how much I love all of you for what you've given me.


Nicely done!!
What an accomplishment, Congratulations!!!

