My Traitorous Brain

I was on my way home from work tonight planning on taking a walk with my dogs when I got home when my brain turned traitor.

I had it all planned out. Ate a late afternoon snack at work so I was not starving when I got home, planned to change into walking gear and get out as soon as I got home. 

Then my brain said “you know, it’s the first sunny day in weeks and you were stuck at work all day. It was a long one. I bet a rum and coke on the deck in the sun when you get home would just hit the spot!”

“No no brain”, said I, “I have a plan”.

“‘And it is a GREAT plan”, said the traitor. “You know what a BETTER plan would be though? Sunshine and booze.”

I thought that did sound pretty nice. But NO! Today is a new day and I will get out there and walk. No more excuses. 

“You know…” said brain, “your dogs are probably pretty hungry and would really rather have dinner first and have a bit of time to digest before that walk.”

That was a good point. But they can deal with it. Dogs like nothing better than a walk, even food doesn’t come close. 

“Think about an ice cold rum and coke and the beautiful sun on your face. You haven’t felt that in weeks and you were stuck inside ALL DAY.”

The argument continued thusly throughout the drive home. 

So did I persevere? Did I throw away the excuses and triumph? Am I writing this while I glory in the righteousness of sticking to my plan?

Nope. I’m sitting in the sun with a delicious beverage while my dogs digest their dinner. BUT I’m telling on myself here and that walk is happening tonight just a little later than planned. 

Thought you might enjoys the lols…

  
~PP
Edit 2 hours later: not only did I walk, but I did my very first couch to 5k RUN (slow jog like stumble thing, but I’m gonna call it running)! Bam. Take that brain!

The Beginning of the Road

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This picture is a good approximation of my current look. Those apples should probably be some french fries though… I’m pretty sure I’m mostly made of potato.

Fast facts:

  • I am 33 years old.
  • I do not currently run. At all. Not even a tiny bit.
  • In 18 months I will run the 2017 Disney Princess half marathon.
  • Before that I will lose 100lbs.

I love my life. It’s seriously awesome. I’m a very happy person with a crazy fun and supportive husband, 2 cool dogs, a great house and a job I love that pays me well and I am good at. The one thing that sucks serious balls is the weight I’ve let myself get to. I have zero excuse. I have a lot of time to spare for working out and I’m very happy. I don’t know why I feel the need to put so much food in me but something’s gotta give here, and it’s going to be my joints if I don’t make a change.

The Goal –  2017 Disney Princess half marathon.

I LOVE Disney. My parents took me there quite a bit as a kid and I’ve returned a few times as an adult and it just gets better. Last month my (fit) friend challenged me to run the Princess half with her and it clicked with me. THIS could be my goal. A reason to weasel another Disney trip out of my husband and do something great for myself at the same time. Any other half I wouldn’t even have though twice before saying no to her. She’s sneaky that one…

We went to Disney World in October 2014 and it was both amazing and terrible. Amazing cause it’s Disney and we had so much fun. Terrible because my feet and ankles swelled up from so much walking that I was not accustomed to and my right leg started doing this numbness/burning pain thing that would kick in after walking for about 5 minutes and stick around after I stopped. This problem definitely wasn’t there at the beginning of the trip but by the end it barely went away. It would have happened wherever I was but since it kicked in at Disney it will feel like I’ve really come full circle when I return triumphantly.

I don’t want to vomit too much information at you (not that I expect anyone to read this but me, you never do know though) because I can’t stand reading super long blogs. I’ll leave it there for today and see my vast reader base of one again tomorrow!

~PP