Okay.. in the last 6 days I have ran a little over 30 miles. Some nights my body feels like it wants to fall apart. Today, I headed out for a 10 miler. I've NEVER ran 10 miles. But it's amazing that I left the house knowing that I was GOING to DO IT! I never thought for a second that it might be too hard.... or that I might not make it. I have this new found ability to make my mind up when it comes to exercise and diet... and I follow through! It's insane... and I LOVE IT! I barely kept my "goal pace" today. Running in just over 99 minutes. I would have loved to run it faster, but I'm pretty much just stoked that I ran it at all.
Every day I realize that there really is NO limit to what can be accomplished. We set our limits, WE convince ourselves that it can't be done, but it's simply not true. I am the only one standing in the way of reaching my potential. My goal for this month, to get the hell out of my way and run myself to that 125 lb goal that I set 9 months ago when I thought it would be IMPOSSIBLE to attain it. HOLY CRAP GIRLS!! I'm doing it!! After 10 miserable years full of excuses and limitations, I'm learning how strong I really am!