I can't move...

...because I RAN A MILE yesterday!  In parts, admittedly, BUT HOLY CRAP A WHOLE MILE.  I did the first half a mile straight through before I had to stop and walk (remember that bra/breathing/knee problem thing?  yeah).  And then I would walk at a fast pace for a song or so then run two tenths of a mile, walk again, run again, walk again, run again.  I was on the treadmill for a total of 35 minutes.  I have no idea how many calories I burned, but to be honest I really don't care.  I'm just so damn proud of myself.  I can't wait until I'm able to do a mile straight through.  And then two miles!  And then maybe a 5K, *squee*!  I have never, ever been able to run a mile.  I remember being humiliated in middle school because they made us do it and I was the last kid off the track and walked most of it.  It took me over fifteen minutes or something ridiculous like that.  Now I obviously am much slower than that now (I was running at just under 5mph last night) but I can't wait to get stronger and faster and be able to run longer distances.  I'd say "HA, I TOLD you I'd be a runner", but you guys never doubted me.  I only ever doubted myself.  Well I am no longer giving power to my doubt, as Honore de Balzac would be thrilled to know.

I'm also proud of myself because of why I went running.  For some reason in the middle of the afternoon yesterday I just got really depressed.  I had accidentally eaten a lot of chocolate and candy yesterday without realizing it.  I was angry with myself, and then the weird sudden depression on top of it was really making me feel like crap.  I was tired, had to do laundry, and just wanted to crawl into bed and hide from knowing I'd have to post about it here.  But instead, I changed my attitude.  Remember how I said attitude is everything?  I thought to myself "You feel like crap. You want to go to bed.  Instead, go run a mile.  Don't let your mistaken preconceptions stop you.  The only thing stopping you is you.  Go run a mile. You can do it!"

And I did it.  And I feel great.  Today, I've been so pumped up by my success last night that I have eaten healthy all day because I wanted to, not because I thought I needed to.  I had a small bowl of cereal for breakfast, carrots with dressing and grapes as lunch, turkey and cheese roll-up as a snack, steamed salmon and broccoli with a cheesy baked potato for dinner, and two cookies for dessert.  I'll probably have a banana as a snack later.  By my count that's a serving of whole grains, three servings of dairy, two servings of protein, three servings of veggies, and three servings of fruit (I had two cups of grapes). 

I did yoga when I woke up this morning and if I wasn't so sore from running I'd go for a walk.  But today I'm going to take a short break from the exercise, plan out my day tomorrow, and relax knowing that I am awesome and capable of doing anything, making whatever changes I want to.

I feel so damn good.



PS:  Can anybody give me good suggestions for running socks?  Mine gave me blisters last night.  :(