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Benvenuto! (Welcome!)

This month marks just over 1-year since my journey with weightloss, health, and fitness has started. I've decided to begin documenting the changes that I continue to experience as I lose weight, become more active, and try new things. During the past year I've gained a love and obsession for running, turbo kickoboxing, and yoga. I've run 1 5K, 1 12K, 9 Half Marathons, and 1 21-Miler in 4 states since October 2009... and I'm nowhere near finished!

Changing your life, though, can really sometimes be a very lonely experience. And this is where this journaling thing comes in: a public connection to what would otherwise be a private experience.

My plan is this: be honest. I'm going to be documenting the food I eat, the exercises I do, and all the other things that happen during this journey to help me succeed... and talk about how I overcome the failures that will inevitably occur as part of it.

I'm not giving myself an exact timeframe, just the ultimate goal of being where I want to be in the end.

So here I go... across the start line of the longest marathon of my life. Scared, but excited as hell! :)

Written Day 1: 07.01.10

Modified 1.3.11 to add new running info!

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Gymnastics Saved my Life

So, last night I went to TKB and Yoga. Completely got my badonk handed to me. My lungs were pooping out by the end of TKB. SUUUUUCKS! I hate having asthma. My body totally wants to keep going - and sometimes go HARDER! - but then my crappy little lungs can't hang. Gah. Such is my lot in life. That'll teach me to skip out on TKB for 2 weeks. :) Going back on Saturday. But I digress. How did gymnastics save my life? Well, let me tell you...

We go into this weird back-bend flippity thing. Right side done... no problems. Then, like Zoolander, I can't turn left! So I flip out of it like something out of Cirque du Soleil and start laughing. I'd totally gotten stuck. Thank GOD for my gymnastics background or I'm pretty sure I'd be updating this blog from a vary uncomfortable position in a hospital bed. Okay, okay, totally kidding, but you get the idea.

I'm so stoked to get back into routine! And now, with race day fast approaching, I feel more confident that I'll make it through. All I can do is take one step at a time. Kick my lungs' proverbial badonks for another week of cardio so they get used the amount of endurance I'll need to complete it and then go for it! :) Oh! And I weighed myself (I know, I know... tisk tisk... Once a week should really be all I do but I was curious!) and I'm down 2.5 pounds already!! And I've still got daaays to go before my next weigh-in! WOOT WOOT!! Pat on my back and round of applause for hard work paying off - :) YAY!
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