It's been awhile since I posted...
I'm sure there are many more updates since I last posted that I'll forget to mention, but there is one thing that I really felt the need to write about. July 1, 2012 will be exactly one year since I started my weight loss journey... one year since I decided that I couldn't (and wouldn't) be able to continue living like I was and expect to see 50... one year since I made a decision to put ME first.
When I started in 2011, my one year goals were to lose 100 pounds and learn to love running. I didn't start with an end weight in sight because I don't know what I want that to be. Well, I didn't lose 100 pounds, but I did lose 60. That's not bad for 365 days.
But I won't be going "balls to the wall" into my one-year anniversary as I hoped. I broke my foot on May 31, and I will be out of commission for an undetermined amount of time.
Thankfully, Melissa is still willing to work with the new, less-mobile me and is still helping me workout as much as I can. I can't really do any running or biking (heck, I can't even walk), but I'm still sweating it out in the gym with weights and pushups and abs. I still have to keep moving.
So here is my new goal: a 10k on Sept. 30. It's a lofty goal, I know, but I know my body is still capable of competition, even if it's not so at the moment. I go back to the doctor this coming Wednesday to see where I am in the healing process. My hope is that he tells me I can: 1) do the stationary bike, 2) go to South Africa in two weeks, and 3) be up and running, literally, by August 15. If I train hard for a month and a half, I'm sure my body will get back what stamina it has lost in the past few weeks.
If prayer is your thing, please pray for a quick healing and that my foot is stronger after this setback than it was before.
(For any of you wondering, I broke my foot in the ocean. Who does that? Only me...)
