Last night…I had an emotional breakdown. ON the treadmill.
I was doing my C25K training, and during my last running interval…I just started sobbing. I mean, the UGLY CRY. I kept running, and I kept crying. *shrug* Not even sure what triggered it. But I’d bet my bottom dollar that it was the realization that I. AM. DOING. THIS! 
I’m not an athlete.
Have never considered myself and athlete.
And will probably never be an athlete.
But what I DO want to do, is… RUN.
Like the wind.
Without a thought…
Without a care of how much time I have left before I can start my next walking interval…
Without thinking of how winded I’m getting…
I just want to run. You know, like those folks that can run around the Washington Monument, or over the Woodrow Wilson Bridge, or down by Haines Point…without a second thought.
Before I lost The Weight, it’s not something I could have ever imagined (literally) myself doing. Hell, I never even thought of myself as a person who would really enjoy getting a work-out in. But it is becoming a part of who I am. And that is SCARY, because that means no turning back for me. I just have to keep going. Even when I’m tired. Even when I don’t feel like it.
Granted, I may take a day off here or there. But 30 minutes (minimum) out of my day is not asking much of myself to commit to my health. I was telling someone earlier this week that I had a moment of clarity which was: “if I keep doing this – in June, I will see BIG results. May not be next week, or even next month….but if I keep going SOMETHING is BOUND to happen. There is NO way around that….” So, I just try to remember that. Even when I’m having a bad day. What I’m doing now, is more than I have ever done before. It WILL pay off. I just have to…
Keep.
Going.
I might not look like it on the outside, but I’m slowly starting to feel that I have the heart of an athlete on the inside. There is something amazing that I feel during/after a work out. Something about that inner “push” to keep going even when I feel like I cant take another step, and… I do. (it could also be the fear of failure, but I will NOT succumb to that, either) And that “just one more step” will get me to where I need to be…eventually.
With my first 5k run just 3 short months away, I must re-commit every day. Part of the reason I went ahead and registered for it is for some accountablilty. Something that I can’t back out of once I put it out into the universe. That part, seems to be working. So now… to just keep putting one foot in front of the other.
One at a time. One day at time. One workout at a time.
Just like a REAL athlete 
Before ya know it, I will be just like one of those people who can just take off running… like the wind.
Go Gina!! For so long I have said the same thing. My issue “the girls” has just been resolved. After spending serious $$ on bras that claimed they would give me the support I needed, I finally found “the one” and I WAS RUNNIN like Forrest Gump! I envied those people I saw running down the street blocking out the world to focus on something as simple as putting one foot in front of the other with a purpose. WE are now those people!!
I need to get myself together. I disgust me! As a former athlete……just disappointed with myself. Love that your doing this.
You are so AWESOME! I love this! Look at Gina Rina! Keep it up!