This autumn evening brought to you by horizontal stripes, a tight(ish) dress, an attempt to overcome my body insecurities and my favourite scarf.
It’s cold, my knee hurts, and I want to go back to bed. But I get to wear slippers, I’m getting my knee taped to hopefully help it, I’m having a great hair day, and I have a planning day at school. Today just has to be a good day. Choosing my attitude because otherwise I’ll probably just cry.
Half Marathon Training - Week 4, Day 3 - 5km run
Spot what’s wrong with this picture. 4.8km into the run my knee completely collapsed. Like I was suddenly on the ground collapsed. Not good at all. I’m trying to remain positive and hope for the best, but it really hurts. RICEing the crap out of this right now and thinking all the healing thoughts.
4.8km in 27 minutes + one bung knee.
Stop it. Stop it. Stop it!
The world was a very pretty place to run in this morning.
Oh my god dating and my half marathon training have collided and I could not be more excited. Tonights run was so much fun! My running date told me I was a good runner (ha!), but swooooon!
Once upon a time I went to a wedding all done up in a dress that I was very nervous about wearing. Once upon a time I had a few glasses of champagne and participated in one of the world’s most hilarious photo shoots. Once upon a time I didn’t hate all the photos of me. Once upon a time as much as I have searched/worried/panicked I have yet to find a photo of myself that I have thought “oh gross I look chubs” in from the entire wedding and reception. Weight loss doesn’t change everything, but I would babble until the end of time how much it has positively changed my confidence and approach to social events and life. It makes me happy to so easily be the cheery, (mostly) carefree person I am these days.
I’m sorry to babble in weightlifting jargon, but tonight at crossfit I did 10 continuous reps of my previous 1 rep max (1RM) back squat and then increased my 1RM by 15kg. Kind of high on weight lifting life right now.