Fat Friday

Christmas 2012 095

 

The series “Fat Fridays” is based off of my new journey of couch to 5k for the Spring Girls on the Run on April 20, 2013. I am trying to raise 300 dollars for the local chapter of girls on the run, the donation link can be found here. While I am training for the 5k I am also self-reflecting using some of the themes from the GOTR biweekly lessons that the girls go through. I do not claim to be fat (although “Feeling Fat” -definitely) but I am taking the perceptions of myself in reflection to help compile this series.

Running is hard. That’s the truth.

But there’s two things that I keep coming back to when my feet hit the ground and it’s this: Negative cord. Or Positive Cord.

Seems simple enough, right? Which one am I plugged into?

Well sometimes I just can’t get the negative cord out. Mostly this is because it’s stinking cold out, and no matter how I think about it

my bed was warmer

comfier

and the much better decision.

So on those days I decide that I’m going to at least give myself pleasure in the fact that I know I finished. So I finish. I put my feet to the ground and grind through it. Then afterward I tend to look at myself and do one of those winking at yourself in the mirror things.

You get it girl.

Then there’s some days where I can totally plug into the positive cord.

I’m a big advocate of positive affirmations. So I use em, “I’m powerful. I’m strong. I’m beautiful.” Sometimes if I’m having a particularly hard time with something I’ll throw something fancy in. “I’m so stinking smart.” “I’m kind.” You know what I’m saying.

Then I do something very very important.

I dance.

You see the Couch 2 5k program has different intervals you do. Right now I am 3 minutes of running 1:30 of walking 1:30 of running 1:30 of walking and repeat.

So when do you dance?

When I walk. I raise my hands and I fist bump up right  – elbow out left – elbow out right – fist bump up right – elbow out left – elbow out right.

Okay so it’s no electric slide, but it’s enough to get me to remember to dance. That it’s only a short matter of time in the grand scheme of the world and how often do we have to dance. So I do it. Sometimes I get my hips in it.

Yes. I do get a few stares.

-Tomato

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