I did it!

It was tough... I really wanted to go back to sleep, or postpone, but instead had a slice of multigrain bread, some ice water, and got dressed in the gear.

Steve was going to do his own run, I was to do mine. My plan was 1-1, until the first minute was up and there was a car still at the light who saw me start. Pride got in my way, so I ran 2-1. Decided to keep it up throughout the run. Also decided on 30 mins instead of 20.

I am so thrilled with finally getting out the door. Cheers to new beginnings.

Moved

Wow... it's been over a month. We've moved into our home this week, and it's beautiful. Had the family over for breakfast this morning - only one sib had seen the inside, the other two had not. It was great fun.

Now the debt begins :|

Haven't run in these past 30 days either. Steve and I are going out tomorrow morning. I'm starting over, 1-1. I need to be a runner again. For the first time in 10 years, I'm not a runner. This is scary to me.

On the upside, I'm hoping that once my body gets moving again, it will be in such shock that the weight that won't budge, will. Fingers crossed.