I was naturally thin. I could eat and drink like there was no tomorrow and not gain a pound. I never had to exercise (I HATE to exercise, actually). That was one thing I never worried much about.
Then I fell in love and got married and the babies came, one after another. For about 10 years I was either pregnant or just getting over being pregnant! And with every baby came a little more weight.
You would think with 5 children under 8, I would be runnin off any extra weight. Not true. I breast fed and that is supposed to help. Also not true. Over the years I've tried lots of ways. I lose some and gain some back. It's AWFUL!
Now I'm 50 and if I don't start doing somethng, I will have some real health issues headed my way.
Last month I decided to do a 5K. Gillian went with me. Our goal was to finish in under and hour. We made it in just over 56 minutes.
When I got home I signed up for anothe 5K this month. The goal was to finish in under 50 minutes.
Bright and early this morning Gillian, Matt, Jim and I headed out to Rochester for the race. The first time I wasn't worried at all. This time I was hurting after 1/4 mile! I was determined to do this, but at the same time I really wasn't sure that I could!
Finally, we hit that finish line!! I tried to run in but had to quit running a few yards away from the finish line. I thought I would die! But, I didn't and you know what? As really crappy as I felt trying to finish, that's how good I feel because I did and I made my goal.
Not too bad for an old fat chick.
Tomorrow, I start looking for our June 5K. That one has a goal of under 45 minutes!
Pray for me.