Thirty-minute run today.
I felt pretty good. I was on my
way to pushing and then one of my worst nightmares happen -- one of my neighbor’s dogs started chasing me.
This is a huge fear for me because when
I was a child I ran from a dog. My uncle
picked me up and he ended being bitten. Fortunately,
this dog’s bark was bigger than her bite.
I had to stop and wait for the dog to be retrieved. I ran an extra minute or two to make up for
the delay but I wasn’t able to get an accurate assessment of my progression on
distance. I’ll try again on
Wednesday.
Now, I don’t feel like it’s getting any easy for me to
run. I’m still pretty wiped out. Today while I was meditating I realize that I
can’t expect to unto 30 years of sitting on the sofa with 30 minutes of running
when I’ve only been doing it less than a month.
I’ve made a lot a progress and I have to watch the internal, negative
chatter.
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I also went to my quarterly doctor’s appointment. I have a new doctor. Dr. G took some time off to deal with some
family issues. Anyhow, I like her. She was able to test my A1c right in her
office. It’s 6.0. I’ll find out the rest of my numbers in a
week.
After my appointment, I dropped by a friend’s house and her
husband immediately commented on my weight loss. I was a bit shocked because according to the scale
I’ve only lost a pound. People have been
making comments here and there. I’m not
sure I see it.
I just need to stick to my food plan, continue exercising,
and stay off the scale!