CN for negative body image.
Boo for having to come to grips with winter weight gain. Last winter I was pretty awesome and pleased with myself. I started jogging regularly in January and kept it up until early July. I ran my first ever 5K! I can pinpoint exactly when I dropped the routine (thanks apartment flood and sudden move). Then it was too cold to run. Then it was too dark to run. Then it was too November to run. And who runs in December? Yuck. Of course it was waaaaay to January and February to use my gym membership.
But in March (lol…February. Err, maybe late – or mid – January) my jeans started getting noticeably uncomfortable in the waist. And the days are getting longer, sunnier and warmer. So I picked up the jump rope and pulled out the sports bras. I went for a walk last week to get reacquainted with my body and today I decided to go for my first intentional jog of the year.
The phlegm. I don’t remember all of this phlegm. Why does my right big toe hurt? Did I always land on my left heel this hard? My knees – hell in a handbasket what is that clicking?
Oh, and the body loathing was strong today. I made the rookie mistake of glancing at myself in a window as I lumbered past the rec center (thankfully empty). I caught myself wondering about how badly my flab was bouncing around as I was passed by a svelte cutie running in the other direction. I verbally berated myself to the dance beat of Yandel’s Moviendo Caderas.
But I got back home (and proceed to cough for about five minutes), drank some water, remembered that I’m not a useless piece of crap and NOW I’m feeling proud of myself for getting out there. Brains are weird.
Exercise has always sucked for me, but I like the achievement of overcoming the suck. And of my jeans fitting. And I want to learn to rock climb and skateboard this summer! So I guess I’ll be back at it tomorrow.
Or maybe Sunday.
Anyone out there suffering with me? How do you get back into the swing of things after the winter hibernation?