When I was younger, I was one of those people that hated running. You know how when you are young and running means sprinting? I didn’t know the meaning of pace yourself. Run at a steady pace and you can go forever. So, every time I would run, I would feel out of breath and miserable. I hated running!
I had 2 kids and I gained 50 pounds with each pregnancy. The first time I lost most of it, the second time I kept an extra 20-25 pounds on. After my youngest son turned 1 1/2 I hit a breaking point. Now, I have always been fit so this extra weight drove me insane. I finally said, “that’s it, I can’t take it anymore!”
I had bought a cheap treadmill at my neighbor’s garage sale a couple months prior and I decided that while my kids were napping I would run on that treadmill every day.
I don’t even remember whether it was difficult in the beginning or not. I just ran. All I remember is that I was at the point of running 6 miles every day on that same treadmill, in that same room, looking at the same things. I was dedicated.
This went on for about 6 months and by the time I went to put on that season’s clothes, they were all 2 sizes too big. I didn’t even own a scale so I never knew how the weight loss was going.
I looked great, but more importantly I felt great (and my husband was happy too)! I decided to run a marathon with Team in Training in 2004 and the rest is history.
I have had bumps in the road along the way and taken breaks from my routine, but I always come back to it because when I run and exercise regularly, I am at my best.