Ya know I’ve seen a few people post that they have been given a second chance at living, and it really didnamt dawn on me until last night that my son and I have been given a second chance at eating right, exercising, my boy losing weight and just LIFE period. It’s an awesome feeling! πŸ˜‰

I would have problems keeping myself motivated in my first mile and a half. My muscles are sore and my brain is saying “This is no different from your first day, when you wanted to give up after 2 blocks. Just stop, turn around , and go home. Running isn’t for you. What were you thinking? You’re bored after a mile? How do you think you can run 13.1 let alone 26.2?” By the time I’m done with this wonderfully positive conversation with myself, I have passed my nemisis and I’m actually at around TWO miles. HaHaHa..I have conquered you yet again Mr. Mile! (I’m sounding quite mental here huh..LOL)

When I’m actually warmed up and at around mile 5 or so is when I get that HIGH that exhileration looking around me at the sky the scenery and being amazed. Looking at my watch and seeing that I’ at 5 miles and still have road to run on. Realizing this time last year I was smoking a pack of cigarettes a day sometimes more cuz we were always at the casino. I’ve had people tell me that they “..see a NEW ZEST in me!” That is awesome to hear. I don’t think I’ve EVER had ZEST for anything. Well…THAT’S MY STORY AND I’M STICKIN’ TO IT! πŸ˜‰