Over the past couple of weeks I have been asked several times what has happened with my blog, I guess all I can say is life has happened...leading me to wonder if I was still completely sure if I wanted to share so much of my journey with you guys. You see with sharing things comes judgement, something that I like to stay away from because everyone's story is different, it will not unfold the same...so why harp on it? I am ok with constructive criticism however I am not ok with people doubting the progress or hard work that I put in. I promised I would be 100% real, and I have been. I mean jeez...I've said on several occasions that I have cried over CHEESE! So I will leave it with this, if you ask me a question about my lifestyle or progress the answer I give you will be the truth.
Since deciding to do my first half marathon back in September I feel like I was so zoned in on that goal I let some other things slide. All I thought about were miles, miles, and more miles. I let go of some heavy weight lifting and went with cross training and building my mileage. I ran the Route 66 Half in Tulsa, OK in November. It was probably one of the hardest, most life changing things I have ever done for myself. Not to mention I had ran the distance before, but this was a whole different level of running to me. First off...the hills...OMG! Killer! Then I didn't factor in the weather, it was COLD. I had been running in tank tops and crops. I also worked myself up over following different pace groups. I did not finish in the time that I hoped, but thats ok...this was my first and definitely not my last.
I have the best group of friends and we all made it a goal to train together. We had the best weekend, spending time with our husbands and each other. These women....are everything. I have never been around so many ladies that would rather lift you up than tear you down. They are my lifeline, and sanity outside of my family. My tribe honestly is the best. Running across that finish line holding Tara's hand felt like I had a new lease on life. She has pushed me, molded me, and showed to me that I could love myself again...no matter at what weight or fitness level. She was/is just what I need...a little bit of strict with a whole lot of care and the fact that she listened to me sob at mile 10 means a lot, not because I was tired, or hurt, but because I was doing something I never dreamed imaginable for myself.
Since running my first half I have committed to running 3 more half-marathons in February and March. I am still wondering..do I have a full in me? I hope to complete that in April...we shall see :).
I am really excited about the Rock and Roll Half Marathon in Dallas, TX. I heard that it was an awesome one to run in..so here goes nothing.
I am still loving counting macros, over the holidays I only lost a few pounds and I ate what I wanted to within reason. It was nice to have a little bit of a mental break from weighing and tracking everything, but I am back to weighing and tracking. I need structure and I am down to the nitty gritty. I can not wait to get to where I can maintain and focus more on body fat percentage and physique. On one of my macro groups the ladies have been raving about this high protein, low carb,low fat angel food cake...and it was bomb! Super filling too...It was a nice little treat to curb my sweet tooth.
So here it is, 2017 and I am going to make it the best year yet. Its time to get stronger, and faster. With a new year comes a new set of goals...and pushing out of comfort zones. Bring it on!