Travels of a Not-So-Skinny Minnie

Today I had one of those moments where you just have to sit back and realize that the process is working. Until last week, my best mile time ever had been a 9:40. There had been one time in high school that I ran a 9:40 and once in IM East last week. Today, I thought I would see if I could beat that. I am one of those people that subconsciously makes excuses about why she just can't do things that are not easy. I went on about it in detail in my first post. So, I had been telling myself that it was impossible to really make improvements as to the speed in which I ran one mile because I was short, so my legspan gave me an inherent disadvantage. Now, in many ways that is kind of true. But that does NOT mean that I can't push myself to improve my running technique and make steady attempts at improving my speed. So today, I thought I'd go for it. I went to the gym and put the treadmill on a 6.5 mph speed. For a shortie like me? That's FAST. I told myself I was not going to walk until I hit a mile. What was my time? EIGHT MINUTES AND TWENTY FIVE SECONDS. So this is officially the most fit I have every been in my life and I am honestly so happy. It was hard. I was out of breath. I was sweaty and gross. But, I did it.

Also, I have been without meat for two days now and am not really missing it at all! Life is good :).

Looove,
Neva