It’s a quiet Saturday morning around these parts. We had grand plans to be out the door for 10 miles by 6:30AM but somehow I found myself waking up at that time. We groggily decided to hold off until tomorrow and, like magic, that decision left me wide awake pondering the benefits and drawbacks of postponing my long run.
You see, the night before any “long run” (be it 4 or 13 miles) I find myself visualizing the morning. From waking up, having coffee, getting dress, to pressing start on my Garmin…I have the whole thing mapped out. Therefore, pushing it back a day makes me feel all thrown off. I really don’t think my guy will care if I go on without him (he has an appointment, hence the early start time) and we rarely run the same pace anyways, but after last weekend’s fiasco I could really use the extra motivation that comes with a running buddy.
(Anniversary flowers. Aren’t they the perfect fall colors?)
So as I sit here pondering how my morning will play out I want to back up and talk about rejoining Weight Watchers after a nearly 3 year hiatus!
I’ve known for a while now that I needed a “reset.” A time to measure, weigh, and really think about food. It has been an indulgent last few months and I found myself reaching for empty carbohydrates and sugar before fruits and vegetables. I wasn’t out of control by any means, but as training ramps up I want to make sure I am fueling myself the right way and not using the mentality that I can eat anything I want because I am running a lot. That is the slippery slope I found myself descending.
(Reading the getting started guide)
With my sister’s wedding next year and my drastic life change (working from home is just about as great as you might think) I knew this was the time. I finally have the access to a kitchen all day, the support system Weight Watcher’s encourages (my sister and friends joined as well), and the tenacity to stick with it. It’s not going to be easy…it certainly wasn’t my senior year of college…but I owe it to myself and my training to take care of my body and not just feed it, but fuel it.
(6pt breakfast! I ate the other half of the banana while cooking)
So this quiet Saturday morning marks the start of day 3. They say it takes 30 days to build a habit so maybe that’s why I feel out of sorts. Thus far I have managed to navigate a happy hour and an evening out (dinner + dessert) with my guy and I’ve stuck to the program. I’m looking forward to trying out a couple of new recipes next week and my first weigh in. Nothing like a smaller number to propel a girl into the next week.
I’m happy to share any and all things about my experience (save my starting weight, as that is for my eyes only) so let me know if you have questions. I know I am still in the first week “happy phase” and that motivation will dwindle, but I am hopeful that the support system that I have in place this time around will be the difference between success and failure. I’m feeling better already!
Now…what to do about that long run…