Running with a family crisis

Now first - I just want to toot my own horn for a bit!

I just want to say that running this this morning was one of the hardest things that I've done. So - I am justifiably proud of myself. I've also decided that it's probably not in my best interest to look too far ahead in the program!! Wednesday I am down for an 8 minute run - HOW am I ever going to manage that?

This is what my weight looked like this morning after my run, breakfast, about 1 litre of water and maybe half a pot of coffee...

... you just have to have all the facts people. You know that you are so much less when you weigh right after you wake up!

When I weighed in on Friday at my Weight Watchers meeting, I was 194.4 - bringing me up to that 20 pound marker. Another yay me moment!

Now on to the family crisis. My brother in law was t-boned on his motorbike in Australia on Wednesday night (our time) and was in critical condition in ICU. We woke up to the fantastic news that he was awake today and asking for juice! My hubster will fly out next week to be with him and the rest of his family.

What is really interesting during all of this is my eating - and subsequent weight loss. I don't know about you - but I eat whenever there is any sort of emotion. The worry and stress of being halfway around the world during this was a bit much for me. I have also been trying to be strong for the hubster so he doesn't have to deal with a wife falling to pieces as well. Needless to say, nothing in the house was safe. Especially all of those delicious gluten laden goodies the kids brought back from H-Mart. (If you haven't been to a H-Mart - you need to. Quickly - like right now!)

And I kept up with my training program. I had to change out Wednesday's run for Thursday - but I kept going. And as corny as it sounds - knowing that Simpy couldn't run, and maybe never will again, kept me running. I have really taken my body for granted - this accident has changed so much. And I know that everyone says it - but until something happens close to you, you just nod and smile when people tell you that life isn't guaranteed.

So - go hug your babies. ALL of them - and make sure any of them riding m-bikes wear helmets (it saved Simpy's life). Then go and get sweaty running.

I'll let you know how I go on Friday.

Hugs
Meg

The Beginning....

...as Mary Poppins tells us, is a very good place to start!

So - I am Meg - a 42 year old stay at home Mum (Mom) with 2 adorables (17 and 10). I'm an Australian living in Denver, Colorado and this year have decided to start running. That's all thanks to Mama's blog.

Here I am - I forgot to take a photo of me before my workout this morning - but here I am in my comfy clothes. It's 5*F(-15*C) so we need to be warm. Let me tell you that I wont be going anywhere to impress today!

These jeans used to be pretty tight - now they are almost falling off - love it!!

My start weight! I am doing Weight Watchers and my weigh in day with them is on Fridays. But here is what it looks like this morning!

So the running bit? Because I had been following Mam's blog for a bit and saw how much she loved running, I thought that I would give the Couch to 5 k program a try. This morning was Week 3, day 1 (W3D1), and I am LOVING it! That was totally unexpected!

Up to now I have been doing a lot of Lesley Sansone's Walk at Home DVDs and loving them. But I just wanted to mix it up a bit - so that is where the C25k came in.

So that's about the size of it. I'm using this as a bit of a journal for my weight loss journey and as a bit of accountability! Would love to have you along for the ride!

Have a great day
Hugs
Meg