neat realization...
So I haven't lost a pound in about 4 months and am beginning to accept that my tall and somewhat muscle-y body is not going to get any lighter. But I've kept working out, and today I worked a 12-hour-day and was damn stressed, so I went running. And I just kept running, and running, and before I knew it I'd done 10k, just on a random Tuesday night.
And suddenly I remembered something from school, way back in eighth grade before I started competively running in high school. We always had track and field day and I was slated in run in the 1k race, and my 12-year-old self STRUGGLED to finish that damn race. I wasn't a really big kid, but I just didn't eat right, as I had the "feed 'em a plate of white spaghetti and meatballs and then ice cream" kind of parents. And now, at 24, I can run 10k -- ten times that race! -- without even thinking about it. It's funny because I really ought to have been in better shape as a kid than an adult who sits on her butt at a desk most of the day. But I'm really glad I can run it now!
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