Monday morning when I stepped on my scale I was shocked to see that I actually gained some weight over the weekend. I racked my brain trying to figure out how in the world did I gain weight. I thought I was eating right and exercising. Why in the world can't I get under 170pds since I've had Judah, I get so close only to fall back. Then it started....the discouragement slowly crept into my heart. Monday and Tuesday I used the elliptical in my home and did three rounds of crunches, push ups, squats and wall sitting. But this morning when I woke up, it was overcast and foggy, I decided I just don't want to work out today I will find some in door activities for Judah. My heart was heavy. But after breakfast my son walked over to his Bob and started playing with the wheel and would look up to me to talk. I stopped and watched him for a bit and then asked him if he wanted to go running, he looked at me and said "Bay!" and walked over to grab his shoes. I quickly changed into my work out cloths, grabbed snacks, water and toys and headed out. I didn't feel like it but knew Judah wanted to be outside in his Bob.
I decided I was going to stick with week 2 of the couch to 5k. The weather was perfect for running, overcast, cool and the air was saturated with the sweet scent of flowers.
We ran one of our usual routes by Robinson High school. As I turned one of the corners I noticed someone wrote this note on the sidewalk right outside of the school. I kept running in case they had a hobo hiding behind the bushes.
By the time we reached home we had ran 2.59 miles in 35 mins.
When I walked Judah over to our park I noticed someone else wrote another note. Start to finish I had random bits of encouragement to keep going even though I don't feel like it. I feel like my fitness battle is all uphill with no results but I know in time I will start seeing some. For now I will keep working out, keep taking my son with me and keep running from the "hobo" that might be around Robinson. Sooner or later I should be able to see results.