I haven’t run in nearly 7 1/2 months and I actually did it yesterday. And that was a big step for me.
Going to need a new pair of good running shoes.
I had been working on my own version of a walk/run C25K last summer before I broke my ankle in 3 places on August 15th. It has been a very slow and arduous journey back to walking, and I still have times when the pain and swelling flares up and I limp.
But I started back to the gym about 2 weeks ago, and have been working out at home
using my Beachbody ChaLEAN Extreme program, and just felt ready last night to try a brief run. And I do mean brief. I think it lasted about 15 seconds and I did it twice. I just wanted to celebrate once it was accomplished. No balloons fell from the ceiling of the gym and I probably looked like a dork with the big grin on my face, but I didn’t care. I had just run.
Running had been a goal I set for myself to complete before the end of March and I did it. Fear of the pain, or perhaps falling down, had prevented me from trying sooner. But now it seems that conquering that fear has lit a new spark in me, and I plan on creating a new C25K program to start April 1.
Studying to be a health coach through IIN has changed me from the inside out, and I’m liking the positive changes. Hoping there are more to come soon!
Yesterday was one of the most difficult days of my life, and I have had a few. My son, who is 12, had expressed an interest in living with his father and the court granted his father’s request for a change in placement of him.
Alex – Summer 2012
This is a man who originally refused to sign his birth certificate, never helped with any child-rearing duties, such as taking him to the doctor or sitting with him in the hospital when he suffered respiratory problems as a toddler. He has no clue about the intensity of the school work my son had been doing in his charter school. He just wants to be out of paying child support and thinks this is the best for my son by moving him 20 miles away and changing his school mid-year.
My son is a very young 12 year old and I truly believe he doesn’t realize the impact his decision has made. He may think the grass is greener at Dad’s playhouse, but we will all be here for him if/when that grass dies out and he wants to come home.
I know this isn’t about exercise or nutrition, but I plan on using the time as a catalyst to propel me to the next level with my health and my business prospects. I will not need to worry about the day-to-day care of a 12 year old and will only see him every other weekend and on Wednesday evenings. I need a focus to keep me sane, and to help me keep the rest of my close family from committing a crime against my son’s father.
Here’s to channelling my energy and frustration at the Rhode Island old boy court network and to improved health and wealth.
And for anyone interested in the 90 Day Challenge, please check it out. It’s helping me and can help you too.