Week Two

Ok Marathon hopefuls,

I can't do anything but be honest with you guys. I was not even going to post... ever.... again.

I was going to give up on my insane ambition to become this super motivated amazing long distance runner! That put my little ballerina figured sister to shame, (she got the petite Italian gene). Work began to seem harder, days longer, night shorter, feet two heavy, excuses too clever. "To even THINK about putting off that cat nap and bubble bath would be just ludicrous, I'd be ten times more tired in the morning and useless the next day" I would have to sacrifice my run today, no matter how much I cringe at the idea... Yea right.

But sitting here watching my jeans get tighter and motivation dither I just about near slapped myself in the face (if that wouldn't of raised some psychological alert)
I'm letting it win! And I can't. Even if there is noone reading this blog, I have to be a ray of light, a success story wandering through this online obyss waiting for the right person to read it and maybe make the slightest difference.

SO this entry is to give reassurance to anybody who really gets down I MEAN ROCK BOTTOM. Where your making up excuses for yourself for putting off your workout time. No excuse or procrastination is good enough girl/guy. Because they become to convenient, too addictive! I just found any old excuse to smuther my guilt inside. Everybody goes there at one point or another. Now's the time to set yourself back up on that pedestal and be considered a winner and persevere. I just picture Rocky Balboa. It works, HOW CAN ONE get more pumped up about being an underdog and rising from the ashes an amazing jogging symbol of furry!!

SO lace up people!

It's back on the wagon time.

Signed Second wind