Since last week I began jogging and or running almost ten kilometres! I'm not a lean mean exercise machine but when I actually did the ten kilometres the first time I came back home and still today, I can't believe I did that. Before, I was running three kilometres and could do that distance sometimes without stopping to catch my breath.
The ten kilometres, well, I have to move alot slower (actually, not much slower) to complete the longer distance. Over winter, I was persuaded to eat carton after carton of cookies and cream ice cream and as a result, gained three kilograms. After I realised how stupid that was I spent the remainder of winter trying to lose the weight I gained. It is almost the peak of summer and according to weigh-ins I have lost one kilogram. I dreamt of having a beach body for summer but there is still work to be done.
I do look slim. I'm not overweight. But I am at a medium weight for my height. Before all the ice cream and potato chips over winter I was down to fifty eight kilograms which is one kilogram shy of being underweight! What I need to do it seems is continue to tone. But I am putting in so much effort and achieving little. I am dieting and have been following the Medifast diet. I should find a diet that is more appropriate.
I will admit that when I'm in a house full of food I just eat and eat. I must be filling some emotional need? Or it could be simply how I am programmed.
Today, I tried to do the long distance run again but I failed. My legs were tired from doing it four times before, sweat kept stinging my eyes but I don't think I will give up. I must need to rest more before I go again or go back to doing the three kilometre run.
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