Besides the tall dark and handsome father that walks his son to the bus that stops at the corner of my parents block, at approximately 7:15 AM, clean shaved, standing at 6’3, suit and tie guy, slim figure, checking his phone, wearing is wedding band, yes, I started running again.
I said I wanted to exercise more a few posts back, but with all the interviewing, school preparations, and altering my life to get out of my emotions because of the end of July, I didn’t make it happen this past August.
However, when I am determined, I am determined. By the time you see this, I should be at 12+ miles for the month. I run five times a week and a little over a mile each of those days. It’s hard keeping up with it but I see the difference. My glut and my abdomen is tighter, which is what I want for wedding season, you never know,
I might find a man.
A few years ago when I started my weight loss journey, running/walking, helped release the stressors of my life. Lately, things aren’t as stressful as prior years, but running, has alleviated my stress tremendously. I am breaking some emotional barriers down right now, getting through some things, and trying to maintain my mental wellness; running is necessary.
I bought new pants, a new bra to support these things, and changed my sneakers. The weather is surely changing so I need to get more suitable active wear for the climate. When the air hits my skin, I come alive ready for the day, all the madness, my kids who won’t listen to their parents, the BS emails, the kids who are excited to show me that they’ve passed an exam, or the parents whom are combative about following the rules, all while trying to fit in a lunch break; I feel good.
Other days, it doesn’t change what happens in the mind but it gets me through the unwanted memories. It is what it is.