Don't know how many times i've been here. - always lamenting the fact that I had made it to week 8 a couple of years ago- but just hadn't been able to continue or repeat my 'success'. In short i allowed life to get in the way.
This year has been a tumultuous one- but with some significant milestones- the end of a toxic 15 year marriage, finally submitting my thesis (working on the damn corrections right now). I now look to the future -hoping to be gainfully employed, while I guide my 15 year old through these formative years.
I've been walking consistenlty over the last 6 months or so, gradually increasing my distances and speed. Up until this point I'd felt that running was too strenuous for me being very much overweight- a few attempts to run have left me red faced, gasping for breath- very unconfortable.
Pulling on my trainers at 6.30 am and heading out the door this morning I was fiarly confident. it wasn't easy - but it wasn't distressingly difficult either.
Fingers crossed this is the start of something long term - a means for me to take care of myself, get fit, lose weight, manage stress- all with a view to rediscovering myself and being much happier.
wish me luck and send me positive vibes xx