I don't recognise myself anymore. I don't mean when I look in the mirror, because sadly the same blobby overweight person looks back at me, but the exercising person, who spends money on running clothing and plans her diary around her runs.
My diary for this week:
Monday - ran through the snowflakes. It was too cold and it was a crappy run, but I still did it.
Tuesday - swam half a mile (ouch)
Wednesday - ran 5k (in two halves, admittedly), skipping through snowdrifts
Thursday - the Swiss Ball class and the Mistress of Pain (ouch ouch)
Friday - a day off, but shopping in Sports Direct because I NEED a new top
Saturday - planned to be a long run
Sunday - deciding which Race For Life to go for, and entering online.
And every day, of course, checking in on here to find out what my running buddies are doing. I know from all the blogs on here that I am only one of many who have had a huge lifestyle change thanks to this programme. But ain't it just magic? Long live c25k and all who enrol in the programme!