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Here’s what he said…

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My husband, Al, who is the editor of the Echo Press newspaper, wrote about his experience running the half-marathon in Las Vegas. The story, along with a picture of him running the race, ran in the Opinion section of the newspaper last Friday.

His story is very vivid and almost makes it feel as if you could have been running right beside him. I would love for all of you to read it, so here is a link to the story from the newspaper’s website: Highs and lows of a half-marathon.

Check it out and let me know your thoughts!

Thanks!

Number one!

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I have a confession to make…I am a magazine junkie. One in particular that I absolutely love is Consumer Reports. I know, not what you expected was it?

I have purchased many items based on how something was rated in Consumer Reports. Weird? Maybe. But I don’t care. I figure, “Why not let someone else do the research for me!”

Well, we received our February 2013 issue recently and as my husband was perusing through it, he was quick to point out an article he knew I would be interested in…VERY interested in, as a matter of fact.

It’s just another example of why I am so thrilled/excited/blessed to work for such an awesome company – Weight Watchers – the best weight loss/healthy living plan around (at least in my opinion!).

Not only are we rated the number one weight loss program by U.S. News and World Report, we also now received the highest score in the commercial weight loss plans in Consumer Reports. Yeah!

I know, I am probably not supposed to do what I am about to do, but I am super excited about the article, so I am sharing all with you! I tried highlighting some of it, but when I scanned it in, the highlighted part doesn’t really show up. If you don’t want to take the time to read the whole article, at least look at page four, where the headline reads: “Get the most out of Weight Watchers.”

It’s AWESOME information!

So, without further ado, here’s the article (all four pages of it!):

Page 1

Page 2

Page 3

Page 4

So, that’s it. Pretty cool, huh?

The results are in…

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I completed my first half-marathon. I actually did it.

And here’s my medal to prove it:

My medal!

So, I suppose you’re wondering how it went. Well, let me tell you…

First of all, I finished and I am extremely proud of myself for doing so…despite what it may sound like when you read this. I am happy I did it. I don’t have any regrets. And, despite the fact that I said I was only going to do one in my life, my husband and I have already decided to do another one. We are planning on signing up for another Rock ‘n’ Roll series one, but this time, it’s going to be in San Jose, California. We are going to Napa, California next October to celebrate our 5-year anniversary and San Jose just happens to be a host city for a Rock ‘n’ Roll half-marathon. And, San Jose is somewhat close to Napa. Logistically, it just seemed to work out!

Anyway, back to the Las Vega Rock ‘n’ Roll half-marathon.

At the expo the day before the race, which is where we picked up our race packets and swag bag, we both ended up changing our estimated times, which also meant changing corrals. At this race, runners lined up in corrals according to their estimated finish time. At first, we estimated that Al would finish in two and half hours and I would finish in three hours. But, based on previous races, we decided to up our times to Al finishing in two hours and myself finishing in two and a half hours.

This meant that Al changed from corral number 24 to corral 14 and I changed from corral 36 to corral 27. There was a two-minute delay between the start of each corral, which helped immensely with not having a crowded course. This was greatly appreciated. Neither of us felt like squished sardines when we started out.

The race started at 4:30 p.m. Al crossed the starting line shortly before 5 p.m. – official time was 4:51 p.m. I crossed the starting line a little after 5 p.m. – official time was 5:16 p.m. We know our times because I was getting text message updates on Al (which I didn’t look at until after the race was done), and my son, Brandon, was getting updates on me. A couple of other people were following me also, which was really cool because I got messages from them immediately after the race was done.

Here are some messages from my son – before the race and after the race:

Text messages from my son

Loved the thumbs up from him when I finished. It made my heart melt and eyes fill with tears.

The start of the race was okay. The wind started to pick up and it almost looked as if a storm was heading our way. I checked my phone for weather details while waiting in the start line and learned that there were wind advisories – wind was blowing anywhere from 20 to 25 miles per hour with gusts up to 35 mph.

Yep. It was just a tish windy. And I think it played a factor in my running. When the wind wasn’t at my back, it was tough to push through.

I started the race out at a nice even tempo. At the advice of several friends and other runners, I took in the sites and the sounds. I knew I wasn’t going for a win, so I decided to take it easy. Too easy maybe.

I kept a pretty even pace – about an 11 minute mile – until mile seven. It’s here I hit the wall. Not sure what happened. But the wall was big and I hit it hard. For miles seven, eight, nine and 10, my pace was closer to a 12.5 minute mile. At mile 11 and 12, it was jumped to a 16 minute mile – yes, I was pretty close to walking, but yet I kept plugging along, one foot in front of another – VERY slowly. I stopped at every single water/Gatorade stop between miles 10 and the finish line. There was a GU energy stop, but I didn’t grab any. I should have.

The last mile to mile and a half, I basically walked, albeit a brisk, fast-paced walk, which seemed, at the time, way faster than my slow jog. At this point, I just wanted the race to be done. I wanted – NEEDED – to be done. I was crabby because I walked. I was crabby because my stomach was churning over and over and over and all I wanted to do was hurl. I was crabby because every ounce of my body ached. I was crabby because I was thirsty – despite all the water/Gatorade I had. I was crabby because I felt alone – yes, despite the mass amounts of runners and spectators around me. This was the first time ever I felt so alone in a race. Not sure why.

I just wanted to be done and I just wanted my husband. I wanted to curl up in his arms and have him tell me it was all going to be okay. I felt defeated. I felt disappointed. I felt…everything.

Here’s a picture that pretty much sums everything up:

Near the finish line.

Quite a contrast from a picture that was from the start of the race:

At the beginning of the race.

Well, after I crossed the finish line, which I did run across, I guess I was fairly happy because the photographer got this photo:

And I finished!

Truthfully, I don’t even remember this photo begin taken. At this point, I just wanted to find my husband and make our way back to our hotel. Well, I eventually found him, cold, shaking and also very ready to be back at our hotel. Apparently, he ended up in the medical tent with the shakes and shivers and was extremely nauseous. Eventually, he ended up throwing up. Sure wish I had.

Al ended up finishing the race in two hours and five minutes. I finished it in just under three hours – my first predicated finish time (guess I should have just kept it, huh!). My official time was two hours, 59 minutes and 56 seconds!

Despite the fact that I felt disappointed and let down, I will reiterate that I AM VERY PROUD of myself for finishing. I am thankful for the opportunity to be able to run this race. And if truth be told, I am looking forward to the next one!

November 19, 2008…when it all began!

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So, I guess it’s been awhile, huh? Wow! I guess I let life get in the way. Or, maybe it’s because I’ve been lazy. Or, maybe it’s because I didn’t feel like I had anything else to say. Or, maybe I did’t think anyone was really interested anymore. Whatever the reason, I decided to come back. At least for now. :-)

Although I really don’t want to make any promises, I am going to try – really, really hard – to post at least once a week. Okay? Sound like a plan? Tell you what, I’ll make you a deal…I’ll post once a week if you, my dear readers, promise to check in on me and read what I write and maybe, just maybe, comment once in awhile. Provide me with some feedback. Is it a deal? Yes? Good.

Then, let’s begin.

November 19, 2008. Four years ago today.

Who knew back then how much my life would change? Who knew that walking through the door of my very first Weight Watchers meeting would make that big of a difference? I mean, really, it was supposed to be “just another diet.” Because, let’s face it, I had tried just about every other diet under the sun, why would this one be any different?

Let’s just say, it was different. WAY different.

For starters, it isn’t a diet. I repeat…IT IS NOT A DIET! It is one hundred percent – 100% – a lifestyle change. And if anybody thinks any differently, they don’t want/need it bad enough. That, my dear friends, is the difference.

A DIET. This is where you just want to lose weight as quickly and as effortlessly as possible. No change, really. No learning. No adapting. Not long term. No work. No effort. No desire. Nothing, really. Just get the weight off…fast and with very little effort. Truly, I don’t think I have met one person who has “dieted” and kept the weight off that they lost. Really. Truly. We’ve all been there. We’ve all done that.

A LIFESTYLE CHANGE. This one, on the other hand, takes work – HARD WORK, determination, desire, dedication, a willingness to change, much effort, support, trust and oh-so-much more. Truly, it is one of the hardest things to do short term, let along long term.

I can’t even begin to explain how grateful I am that I decided – FINALLY – to do the lifestyle change and not “just another diet.” It has been one of the most rewarding journeys I have ever taken. Truly. Honestly.

CHANGES over the last four years:

  • No more high blood pressure.
  • No more high blood pressure medication.
  • No more high cholesterol.
  • No more yelling stern talks from my doctor.
  • No more diabetes lingering.
  • No more obesity – yes, I was in the obese category.
  • A healthier body mass index (BMI).
  • Less fat and more muscle.
  • More energy.
  • An expanded, healthier diet – as in the foods I eat on regular basis. (Don’t get me wrong, I still eat my favs – cake, ice cream, cheese, crackers, cookies, chips, etc. Just not on a regular basis.)
  • A more active lifestyle – I am now a runner. (In 2012, my husband and I will have competed in 27 races, ranging from a 1-mile sprint to 5K races, to 10K races, to a 10-mile race, to our first half-marathon!)
  • A new career – I quit my job of 12 years as a newspaper reporter to becoming a leader with Weight Watchers. I now try and do what my leader did for me – give me a life, a much better life.
  • A different and better attitude.
  • More confidence.
  • A better relationship with my husband. (Not that it really could have gotten better as we have a pretty awesome relationship the way it is.)
  • A better outlook on life.
  • An active YMCA membership.

I know I could go on and on with all the changes that have taken place, but I won’t bore you any longer. All I know is that I am glad I walked through that door the very first time and I’m glad I kept walking through it, week after week, year after year. As cliché as it sounds, Weight Watchers truly changed my life. And I know, it’s only going to get better.

 

 

Where have I been?

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Wow, it has been a long time since I last blogged. Time just kind of got away from me. So, I suppose you would like to know how things have been going. I don’t even know where to start!

How about I start with a photo comparison of me? I just posted these pictures to my Confessions of a [former] Fat Girl Facebook site, which you can find here. Check this out:

Yep, this is me.

Okay, so now I got that out of the way. Well, kind of. Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I see the person on the left. It’s when I look at pictures – side by side – like this that I can actually see a difference.

I am proud of myself, I won’t lie. And I won’t lie and say that it’s been easy. It hasn’t. I have good days and then, I have bad days – well, weeks. Sometimes, I need reminders, like the picture above to prove to me how far I’ve actually come.

So, I suppose you’re wondering why I haven’t posted in such a long time. I guess it’s because things haven’t been the best. I have been on this downward spiral since probably Christmas. One of my Weight Watchers members made me realize this week as to why I have probably been in this slump. Two words: My sister.

As many of you know, my oldest sister, Donna, died last year – January 31, 2011. I went through a really rough time after her death – I thought eating my way through the pain was going to help. It didn’t. It made it worse. Well, this past Christmas was our first Christmas without her and it has been since then that things started going down hill. Then, when the one-year anniversary of her death came, I didn’t realize it, but it really hit hard. Again, I tried to mask the pain with food. And again, it didn’t help. It only made it worse.

I reached my highest weight in a long, long, long time…I hit 149.2. So. Not. Cool.

I realized I hit rock bottom when, while traveling back from St. Cloud, I stopped at a grocery store and bought this:

 

Yep, this is what I bought.

I ate half of it before I even realized what I did. When I got home, I wrapped the box – the evidence – in  some plastic bags and then threw it in the garbage – the outside garbage – so no one would know. Well, now all of you know. I think that has been my problem lately, is that I haven’t been honest – with myself – or with others. I have been “closet eating” again, which is why I haven’t felt like blogging.

In the last few months, I have had good days, but I have had some really bad days. One of the things that I think has saved me from gaining even more weight is that my husband and I have been going to the YMCA. So, at least I haven’t lost that part…I am still exercising. Thank goodness.

But, I am back on track. FOR REAL! I have lost about five pounds and am working on five more. I would like to stay right around 138-140. That is where I feel the best. And I know I can do it.

Thanks for all of your support. And I apologize for being MIA for so long. I will try not to do it again. Thanks for reading my blog and remember, you can keep up-to-date with me on my Facebook page, which you can find here.

Take care and remember, even when you feel like you can’t continue, you can. You can do anything you put your mind to. Baby steps. One foot in front of another. YOU CAN DO IT!

A little apprehensive

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This coming weekend, my hubby and I have a 10K race. I am feeling a little – okay, maybe a lot – anxious about it and for a few different reasons. Reasons, to some, that may sound weird or maybe even, do I dare say, childish?

First off, it is a race we have done before – it is for the Lakes Area Humane Society in Alexandria. However, the last couple of years, we have only done the 5K. For some reason, which now escapes me, we decided to sign up for the 10K. Why, oh why, did we do this?

Yes, I know, I have already completed a 10K so it’s not the distance that is necessarily scaring me. It’s the thought that there won’t be very many people participating in the 10K, which may mean I could come in last. Yep, that’s where the childish-ness may come in. I know that I am not the fastest runner and I am okay with that. I am just darn happy I can finish. However, finishing last in the town where I live when so many people might be watching, that’s another whole thing. I wouldn’t care if I came in last in our upcoming race in Fargo on October 8. It’s in Fargo. Nobody knows me. AND…..there are thousands of participants.

This is in Alexandria. People know me. There may be a hundred people running. UGH! That’s what’s freaking me out. I am almost regretting signing up for the 10K. I wish I would have just signed up for the 5K.

I know what you are probably thinking. “WHO CARES?” I know, right? But I can’t help it. It’s who I am. I don’t want to disappoint anyone. I have been trying to talk myself out of feeling this way for the last two weeks, but as the race gets closer and closer, it’s just not helping.

I know, I am going to be just fine. And who really gives two hoots if I come in last. I am going to be okay. I CAN DO THIS. I know I can.  Right? My goal is to run the whole thing. And as far as my time, I just want to finish in less than one hour and 12 minutes. That is my goal. I CAN DO THIS!

I’ll let you all know what happens after the race on Saturday! Until then, send me some good vibes that the race will go just fine. I would surely appreciate it!

Remember, you can always feel free to email me at celbeam@gmail.com and don’t forget, you can always check on my Facebook page. You can do so by clicking here.

Challenge

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I realized yesterday morning that for the past three weeks or so, I have been on a downward spiral back to my old habits. That somewhere along the line, I have lost my motivation. My willpower. My determination and drive. I realized this after eating breakfast, which under normal circumstances consists of yogurt, fruit, Fiber One cereal and a Vitatop.

But not yesterday. Yesterday’s breakfast, well, let’s just say it was anything but normal. So what did I have? I ate two cupcakes, tortilla chips and a whole container of creamy mango salsa. All before 9 o’clock in the morning. Yep, bad habits, here I come…right?

Wrong. After a day of doing nothing but non-stop eating, I got up this morning and thought to myself, “What the heck (okay, I may have used a different word) are you doing? You can’t go back. You were miserable. You were unhealthy. You were tired. You were miserable. You were – yes, I am going to use the word – FAT. You were lethargic. You were miserable. You were unhappy.

So, I decided today that I am going to challenge myself. I am going to get back to tracking – yes, I haven’t tracked anything for the past week. I am going to get back to exercise – REGULAR exercising. I have been very sporadic in my exercising habits. A run here, a workout there. Nothing meaningful, to say the least. I am going to TRY and not spend as much time on my computer. I am going to ask my family to help.

Another realization I had about a week ago is that I miss going to my Weight Watchers meetings. I know, it sounds silly, right? But here’s the deal. Now that I have become a Weight Watchers leader, I am the one who is supposed to be the inspiration for the others. I am the one who provides tips and tricks and motivation. I am the one who my members HOPEFULLY look up to. But, WHO is there for me? I don’t have a leader anymore. I don’t have a group to belong to. I don’t have to be accountable. Or, do I?

I DO have my members. I DO have their inspiring stories. I DO have the people I work with who I can count on – in more ways than one! I DO have my readers, my followers, who I have to apologize to for not being around much lately. I have my family. And I do have to be accountable. If not for the people around me, for myself. I didn’t work this hard to let it all go. Yes, I may have gained a few pounds, but that doesn’t mean I have to let it all go and gain ALL of it back.

It’s time to get my head out of the sand. It’s time to quit feeling sorry for myself. It’s time to get back to my healthy living journey. It’s time to get back to…ME!

So, who’s on board? Who’s going to join me? Who’s going to start living a healthier lifestyle? One that is going to last for the rest of our lives? Are you ready? I. AM. And I hope you are, too.

Please feel free to fill me in on your journey. What are your plans? What do you want? Who is your inspiration? Share your stories with me. I need you, as much as you might need me.

Send me an email – celbeam@gmail.com. Leave a comment on here. Send me a message on my Confessions of a [former] Fat Girl Facebook site or leave a post on that site. You can visit it by clicking here.

I want to hear from you!!!!!!! Take care and best wishes for a successful journey!

6.6

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I knew I had a reason to be excited to weigh-in on Wednesday. Why? Because I knew I would lose. But I didn’t expect it to be the number it was.

Last week on Wednesday (June 1), I weighed in at 146 pounds, which was almost a 10-pound gain since my first weigh-in in April, which was on April 6. I was at 137.4 .  This Wednesday (June 8), I weighed in at 139.4 – a 6.6 pound loss! YES! SIX POINT SIX POUNDS!!!! I was ecstatic. Almost in tears really.

So, why? What did I change? What did I do?

A couple of things.

For one, I have been drinking lots of Vitamin Zero Water and Sobe Lifewater. Both zero calorie drinks, but unfortunately, that doesn’t equate to 0 PointsPlus values for Weight Waters. I found out that the Vitamin Zero Water has 2 PointsPlus values per bottle and there were times I was drinking two or three per day. And the Sobe Lifewater is worse…or at least for the flavors I was drinking. The pomegranate cherry and the orange tangerine Sobe flavored Lifewaters have 5 PointsPlus values per bottle. FIVE!!!! YIKES!!!! Again, there were times I was drinking two or three a day. You know how fast those points add up! Scary.

Lesson learned. Don’t assume that because something is flavored water and it has zero calories that it is healthy for you. It’s not. Plain and simple.

Lesson learned. ALWAYS. ALWAYS. ALWAYS check the PointsPlus values of every single item. DON’T ASSUME anything.

I also cut back on the all sweets I was eating. May not sound like much, but if you saw the amount of sweets I was eating you would understand.

I also cut back on the amount of sodium I was consuming. Pizza. Chinese take out. Chips. Processed foods. Yep, it all adds up.

It’s amazing how the littlest, simplest things can make such a huge impact. AMAZING!

So, I am back on track and hopefully looking for another loss next Wednesday. My goal is to stick closer to the 136-range. This is where I feel my best. I will let you know next week how I do. In the meantime, have a great weekend! AND watch those points….don’t let them sneak up on you!

And as always, remember, you can look me up on Facebook by clicking here.

No joke.

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Yes, I am here. I promise. I know I have been somewhat non-existent lately and I apologize. Again. It seems all my postings lately – albeit few and far between – have included apologies. Wow, not so good on my part, huh?

Well, life has gotten busy. Really busy. I have taken on a couple more meetings. I am now up to 13 meetings per week. Whew! It definitely keeps me hopping. But really, who really cares. Right? The more important question is…how I doing on my healthy living journey? That’s what you really want to know, right?

I will tell you. Honestly. Because that is what I do. Right? I have always been honest and forthcoming and I don’t ever plan on changing that. So, if I must be honest, I am struggling. Why? Probably because of a lack of motivation. A lack of time. A lack of energy. A lack of …blah, blah, blah. AND, because I am so friggin’ tired of cold, windy, snowy, cloudy and just plain ol’ yucky weather. I really let this winter get me down and I am not sure why. But honestly, it sucks. Plain and simple.

But here’s the deal. I am still doing well, I haven’t gained, I am eating healthy (for the most part!) and I still feel pretty decent. I am craving exercise and I know I just have to make time for it, but I haven’t found the motivation I once had. Somehow, along the way, I lost it. But not all of it. It’s still there. Somewhere deep inside. I just have to find it again.

On March 19, my husband and I ran our first race of the season – the Get Lucky 7K race in Minneapolis. It, obviously, wasn’t my best run, but I have to tell you, I enjoyed it way more than I expected. Running that race reminded me how much I do actually like to run. Not necessarily love, mind you, but I do actually like it. Prior to that race, I had only ran once since November, so I was incredibly out of shape. But I still did okay. My husband finished in 49:05 and I finished in 51:49. Like I said, not bad, but it could have been oh-so-much-better!

So, after the race, I was really excited to get out and start running again. I was really looking forward to it. And then…STUPID WINTER hit again. Seriously, I have so had enough. ENOUGH! If I could strangle Mother Nature, I probably would. But enough about that. I am not going to stew over the ridiculously cold, snowy and miserable winter we have had to endure this year.

My goal, starting on April 1, is to get outside and run at least three times per week. And I will do it. I will. I have to. I must. I want to. I NEED TO!

So that is that, people. It’s no joke. April 1 is it. Time to get back to it. Time to focus on me again. Time to get in shape and shape up! Enough is enough.

Oh, I also need to mention that I am going to try to keep this blog up better than I have been. My goal is to blog at least once a week. Starting Friday, April 1, my plan is to blog at least once a week – on Fridays. So there, I said it. I told you all. Now I have to, right? Right! Now, you can look forward to hearing from me every Friday. If you want to hear more from me, I post more often on my Confessions of a [former] Fat Girl Facebook site, which you can find here.

Take care my dear readers. And I really do apologize for not keeping this blog as up-to-date as I should. If you feel like sharing any thoughts, tips, concerns or whatever, please feel free to leave a comment or send an email to me at confessionsofaformerfatgirl@gmail.com.

Have a wonderful week!

Shame on me

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Dear readers…

First, I will apologize for not posting in what seems like forever. Shame on me. I guess I let life take over and I shouldn’t have. But, I am here. I am posting. And I am filling  you in on what’s going on.

Well, where to start. I guess I will start by saying that my new job as a leader for Weight Watchers is awesome. It is such an honor to be able to try and help those who are just starting out on their healthy living journey or even those who have been on the journey for awhile or even those who are at the same point I am at…struggling to maintain the healthy living lifestyle we worked so hard to achieve.

I am amazed and inspired by my groups. For those of you who don’t know, I recently quit my newspaper reporter job of nearly 12 years to become a full-time leader with Weight Watchers. I now work at 12 meetings per week…three of those I do the reception work, not the leading. I am the leader, however, at nine meetings per week. In case you want to know, here is a look at my schedule:

Mondays: Leader at two meetings – one at an “at work/community” at Central MN Credit Union in Melrose and one at what we call a “trad” meeting, meaning traditional, at the Senior Center in Sauk Centre. An “at work” is where I go to the business and hold a meeting for employees. Most at works now are called at work/community meetings because the meeting is open to employees as well as people in the community.

Tuesdays: Leader at three meetings – one at an at work/community at Broadway Medical Center; one at an at work at the U of M in Morris; and one at a trad meeting at the library in Morris.

Wednesdays: Receptionist at three trad meetings in Alexandria at the Senior Center and leader at one meeting – an at work/community in Wheaton.

Thursdays: Leader at three meetings – one at an at work at Encore Capital Group in St. Cloud; one at an at work at Wolters Kluwer in St. Cloud; and one at a trad meeting in Glenwood at the hospital.

Fridays: I was supposed to have Fridays off, but I am temporarily helping out in St. Cloud. I am now the leader for the Friday meeting at the center, which is literally its own center with a sign out front and everything. Kind of cool.

So, yes, I am a tad busy, but man, I am SO loving it. It is such an invigorating, inspiring, motivating and empowering job. Especially when I have members who no longer have to take medication for high blood pressure or medication for high cholesterol or members who don’t have to take as much medication for their diabetes. Or the members who didn’t think exercise was a possibility and now, they are running races. It’s amazing what this job does for a person’s heart and soul.

However, I think it is time for me to take my own advice. I need to put into practice what I am preaching. I have to admit, I have been struggling…a little. Not a lot. My eating has faltered on occasion and the exercise…well, it’s been next to nothing. My husband made me go out and run with him on Saturday and man, oh, man did that feel good. It was the best run I’ve ever had, but I did it and it felt great. Until the next day, anyway. My legs were killing me. But it felt good to feel that pain again. It’s not a “real” pain, it’s that oh-my-goodness-I-actually-worked-out pain. It truly was awesome.

So, as winter is winding down (or at least it dang well better be), I am looking forward to a wonderful spring and summer season filled with as many races as last year (eight 5K’s and one 10K), if not more. The season is starting out pretty good as we – my husband and I – are already registered for three races: a 7K run on March 19; a 5K run on May 13; and a 5K run on May 20. We are also doing the Susan G. Komen 5K walk on Mother’s Day with family and friends in memory of my sister, Donna, who passed away from breast cancer on January 31 of this year.

So, are running schedule is filling up and I can’t wait! If you have any races planned in your future, let me know about them. Either send me an email to confessionsofaformerfatgirl@gmail.com or post it on my Confessions of a [former] Fat Girl Facebook site. You can click here to do that. Thanks much!