This is a very infuriating situation that was BECAUSE OF ME. I couldn’t believe out FAT and out-of-shape I was for this race. Did I feel fat? Well, the extra fat on my stomach is absolutely noticeable. However, I think a lot of it had to do with the people I ran with.
The situation was much worse this time because it was just a walk-a-thon. In the first four KM, I wanted to quit. I’ve never felt that before in my life. I think 60% of it was because I kept looking back and never got into a rhythm in terms of running. Two, I honestly have done only a few classes at my gym in one month. That’s a recipe for disaster. Normally I do two classes a week, but three classes are better. I didn’t have anywhere near the amount of strength I had in the past.
This was a very sad reality.
When you’re able to Face What Isn’t Working, you’re able to think clearly about situations. A day after the race, I’ve cleaned up everything. Yes, I had that sugar craving and wanted my gummy bears, but I didn’t because I have a nasty image of what I’m becoming engraved into my head, and that’s the most terrifying part about all of it. So, I just keep asking myself, “if I buy those bags of candy, I won’t be proving a god damn thing to myself.”