Fat to 5k Friday: Week One

This summer has been terrible to my waistline (*cough* as if I have a waist). I feel off the wagon from a paleo-based diet a long time ago, but I credit that diet with getting me into cooking and creating my own meals entirely from scratch. When I think back to the way I ate before paleo, I'm just in awe that I managed to not be heavier.

So now I'm eating relatively healthy, measuring my portions and calorie counting. You know, trying to lose weight the old-fashioned way. And part of the old-fashioned way is working out.

Wednesday I started a training program at my gym - Training my body in 8 weeks to run 3.1 miles (5k) without stopping. It's a brilliant system- I have a podcast that tells me when to walk and when to run at various intervals. The first day was liberating- My heart felt good and my body had no problems completing the 30 minutes. It's motivating, too- I would love to be able to run- we have so many nice trails here it'd a shame to let them go to waste.

There are a lot of 5k races in the area, too. I'm tempted to sign up for one of them to keep my motivation.

Another day, another layout

So I've been playing around with the idea of updating my page... again. Something about this doom and gloom weather that makes me want to scream and look for something that's a tad springy. Well, here we go! Let there be birdies!

I've done the yearly life review and decided to focus on two things: Haiku and fitness. A haiku a day for the entirety of my 27th year. And running. A lot of it. I've discovered that I actually enjoy running quite a bit, although I tend to run myself into shin splints and knee problems. I've backed off for the last 2 weeks and will resume it as soon as this crazy month is over. I'd like to be half-marathon ready by 28- I think it'll help the stress levels as the wedding gets closer and my body will get back into shape.

I genuinely feel sorry for Val- I don't want him to be the poor hot guy who settles for a girl who promptly eats her way to fatsville. While I love my food, I treated it as a coping mechanism while dealing with some serious stress issues. I've since discovered alcohol (just kidding).

Anyway, haiku time:

The sun rays stinging
Pale skin turns angry and red.
Pain for Mexico.