If you can't tell, I saw Mamma Mia last weekend, and between that and my obsession for the song Waterloo, I've been waiting to use that line for a big loss. Well, it's here. I lost 2 pounds this week. Woot! I'm feeling so good about myself right now. I think my self-esteem is coming back little by little... I might even wear the shirt that I felt showed my tummy tire for a get-together tonight at a colleague's house!
Today was Day Three of C25K Week Five, which you run for 20 minutes straight. I timed my mile and it was a 14 minute mile. Um, that's embarressing. Sure, I'm a beginner, and I know I can't run a 10 minute mile, but at the same time, I'd like to be at a 12 minute mile for my 5K in October. All I have to say is that today, I ran for 20 minutes straight, minus a little 30 second walk. It felt good. I already feel tired and sore. I wonder if my training is off because I'm running on a treadmill and I still have that strong fear of flying off the back of it because it's going too fast. I think I'm going to start going to the track and working on my time. What I really need is a sports watch so I know how long I've been running. Maybe that's what I'll buy myself when I hit my 50 pound mark instead of a silly Vera Bradley bag.
Well, I'm going to hit the showers because I'm meeting one of my students for lunch at Subway (Eat Fresh!). I'm going to leave you with this video on body image in America. I can't wait for this documentary to come out on DVD. You wonder why women like me have a hard time seeing themselves for who they are now, rather than the person they were 40 or 50 pounds ago.