I apologize for not creating my regular Tasty Tuesday post this week. To be honest, I haven’t cooked anything blog-worthy in days. I have been cycling through some old recipes and just eating a lot of vegetables and lean protein. Nothing to write home about!
As an aside, I’d like to write about another recent ‘revelation’ in this journey to fitness: it requires getting comfortable with being uncomfortable.
One might think that my recent enthusiasm for consistent running and seeing my cardio improve would make me a happy participant in last night’s jog. But no. Instead I found a zillion negative thoughts going through my head as I started out on the run. I only got through my first set of 4min running, 1 min walking before the negative thoughts started to creep in. What it came down to was my inner fat chick wanting to wimp out on the run. My internal dialogue went something like this:
Internal Fat Chick: My legs are tired.
Rae: No sh*t. You’re actually using them.
IFC: I’m so hot!
Rae: Well, of course you are. You are running. Come on...if you really want to be hot you will have to work hard and get this lard off.
IFC: I’m so sweaty. Look at this...dripping!
Rae: Well...duh! When you move your butt, that’s what happens. At least you put on antiperspirant!
IFC: There goes my breathing. I’m gasping for air!
Rae: That’s just your lungs getting stronger. Besides, this is nowhere near as bad as your first run. Remember that!? Ya –you survived!
I’ve decided it’s time to get comfortable with being uncomfortable. I had to address every last cop-out and just accept the fact that it isn’t going to be easy to climb out of the inactive lifestyle I’ve been leading for so many years. I had to acknowledge the fact that running isn’t easy and – for me – doesn’t come naturally. I had to ignore the fact my body wanted me to stop. I had to find a way to keep on pushing and get myself comfortable with the idea that this is the new ‘normal’. And you know what? It worked! It felt SOOO good. I not only did I complete my run successfully, I felt fantastic afterwards. Can you imagine if I had quit after that first interval?!
How do you keep yourself going? Are you comfortable with being uncomfortable?
Thanks for reading!