I'm A Livestrong Girl: She's Baaaaaaack!

I’m A Livestrong Girl: She’s Baaaaaaack! 

Said in the really creepy Poltergeist kind of way.

I used to think in Facebook status. Ever do that? Well thankfully it has subsided since I left the social media catastrophe in May. Now, it turns out, I think in blog posts. It’s a shame, too, because when I come up with my best stuff is when I’m in the shower. I won’t bring my laptop in the shower. Maybe my phone… Nah.

I’ve started running again! (Insert pre-recorded applause here.) I’m so pumped. I’m not really that pumped because like I’ve said before, I don’t really love running. I love the results and the way I feel, but the actual running part kinda sucks. It’s really exhausting, ya know? All the trudging up hill, down hill, in the heat, in the rain. My legs hurt, I’m tired. I want to walk but I will punish myself for eternity if I do. You know, that sort of thing.

So, I’m running again and to be perfectly honest, it is amazing. I started back on my treadmill and had one go of it indoors. Next morning I started out on the treadmill for a whopping minute and a half, and I decided I had enough. I decided to take my talents to the streets. I’ve been running random courses — if you can even call them that — here and there. I’m now up to 2.48 miles and running the fastest I have been in quite some time. It is amazing. I’ve been going back and forth on whether I want to train for distance or speed, and to be quite honest, I think I might want to train for speed. I don’t really like running enough to commit to several hours of monotony, pain, sweat and desire to sit my bum down on the couch and stuff my face with Oreos. I mean, I do like running. Kinda. I might go for distance. I don’t know. Right now I’m just trying to lose some weight.

Fine, I lied. I am obsessed with running. And not in a creepy I’m-going-to-Facebook-stalk-you kind of way. It’s more like an obsession with my health and longevity. Let’s face it, I asked my OB at every visit if I could continue running throughout my pregnancy. I guess it’s time to own up to my love of the run. 

My motivation (aside from the obvious) this time around, is that I’m in my best friend’s wedding in October. Which means I have a dress I need to fit in. And then, my brother-in-law is getting married in November. I also want to prove to myself that I can kick my own butt again and get back into shape quickly and quietly. Remember how long it took me to lose weight last time? Not doing that again.

I’ve been using MyPlate again from the Livestrong website. It’s crazy how few calories I’m allowed to eat every day. But, like I said, I see results in my very near future. I will tough it out, run, eat my allotted calories, and I’ll be back in shape in no time. I guess it’s not really that hard. I just have to pick and choose what I want to use my calories toward, be it fruit and vegetables or carbs and sugar. Obviously I would pick carbs and sugar, but then I don’t get to eat very much throughout the day. With fruits and vegetables I essentially get to eat all day long.

On a completely unrelated side note since who knows when the next time will be that I have a spare minute to blog, if you’re ever considering taking a Facebreak, do it. It is so worth it. It is cleansing, liberating, and I’ve frankly felt like my life has been back on track. Remember when there was “flair” on Facebook? Back in the day? Yeah, well I had a piece of flair and it read “I had a life but Facebook ate it.” Well, you know what? My life has been regurgitated and I’ve felt better than ever. That’s all I’ve got to say about that. But for further reading on the topic, here’s an awesome post I came across on Huffington Post a week or so ago on FOMO — or, Fear of Missing Out. Great read.

Well, friends, I bid you adieu. Until next time. 

And hey, maybe I’ll see you on the pavement. 🙂