I did it!

Today was my day. The alarm went off at 5:20AM (Last night my husband reminded me of how dark it is at 5:00 in the morning so I pushed my time back 20 min). I hit snooze. The alarm went of at 5:25, I hit snooze. Then I remembered my goal and before it dared utter a sound, I grabbed my phone and my carefully laid out jogging attire which consisted of sweats and a long sleeve shirt I dug out of an old box (fancy schmancy). Okay I can do this...

I was ready. My cute husband offered his full support for my endeavor. He got up shortly after me, tucked his novel under his arm, and headed for the living room couch to wait for me. I am so lucky and blessed to have him. He has decided to do this "running thing" with me. Because we have a little boy we cant go at the same time. He will be starting his goal tomorrow on my rest day.

So my training this morning mostly consisted of getting up an out the door. I went outside and looped around our neighborhood block for 10 minutes, walking briskly. I have to admit, after the 10min I was slightly winded and, as I passed my front yard, found myself longing for the comfy couch next to my hubby. No, I have a goal! My old shoes were itching to slap the street. So I started to jog, I jogged for 2 minutes, then walked for 2 minutes. I ended up jogging 3 times. I was so proud of myself. I didn't even cheat! After that walk/jog portion of my session, I walked for another 10 minutes. This time I did stop at my house but only to give my dogs a surprise morning walk (they were in heaven). I ended up looping around my little block 7 times! To top it all off, there wasn't much activity in the neighborhood this morning, so there were very few to observe my running. Woot woot!

I just want to say I did it. I started. That's the hardest part. I am going to look for a 5K on july 4th. I think by then I should not die before the finish line. I am so happy.

Please dont watch me run

Tomorrow...Tomorrow...There is always "Tomorrow" isn't there? Well that is what I have been telling myself for years.

My name is Michelle, I am a 29 year old mother of 1, wife to an amazing husband, dachshund owner, and full time CT technologist. I also struggle with my weight and my PCOS. For those of you who are not familiar with Poly-cystic Ovarian Syndrome, look it up. What is pertinent here is that PCOS makes it difficult for me to maintain a healthy weight due to insulin resistance. Its not a cop out, its genetics.

I, like so many others of you, have had my ups and downs when it comes to physical fitness and nutrition. At times I have been diligent at one or the other . My most recent venture was an ultra popular weight loss program, which shall remain nameless. In 5 months I lost 26 lbs!! I know, right, lets celebrate. Only it wasn't really what I wanted. Counting every little thing that I put into my mouth became exhausting, the weight wasn't falling off as quickly even though I was depriving myself of my comfort foods, my treats, my snacks, even my own baking. Sure my clothes started to fit me better and the occasional compliment was wonderful, but I found the number on the scale wasn't at all what I cared about. I want to feel good about myself. I want to be able to go on a brisk walk without getting winded. So I thought, to heck with this program, I can eat what I want as long as I exercise! Without even so much as lacing up my athletic shoes 2 months went by and I found I had gained back 15lbs. I know...I know. Remember its my PCOS...and my bad habits.

So, I am really truly going to start something. I want to be healthy! I want to feel strong. I want to run. I have an adorable, soon to be 1 yr old boy, who wants his mom around for a while. And so Tomorrow. Tomorrow is my day, for real! I've got my alarm set for 5:00AM and I am going to dig out my running shoes. .

I vow to update my progress on this blog very frequently. My first goal is to be able to run 30 min without stopping. I am giving myself 6 weeks for this venture. Wish me luck and f you see me out there tomorrow morning, please don't watch me run.