Pulling Myself Slowly Out Of The Weight Gain Rut With Some Running!
I ran 22 miles last week.
Normally I’d consider that pretty shit compared to what I’m used to doing but I’m just happy I recorded something after a shitty December.
I made the decision to run on Sunday night when I wasn’t feeling up to it. In truth I wanted to stay inside and have dessert but the idea didn’t sit well with me. I got up and ran a 10k in just over an hour and it hurt but that’s OK. I got through it and that’s all that matters.
This number by the Ramones is the song I listen to before each run now. It really fires me up.
My weight is now up to 219lbs which is the highest I’ve been since 2010. The worst of the weight gain is definitely over. I’m now ready to go all out to get back into shape and enjoy running again. The key is to become consistent. I can’t just return to 40 mile weeks. It will take a while to build it back up. The key is patience and determination.
The greatest problem I’ve had recently is my social anxiety. Over the past 3 months it has become a lot worse as I spent so long indoors finishing the book that I lost all touch with reality. I’ve wasted too many days indoors when I could have been outside exploring London.
It feels like such a waste. I still can’t believe how it crept up on me like that. But it is what it is. I normally love going outside as it boosts my mood. When I sit inside all day I become a prisoner in my own mind and the only way out seems to be through more shitty food.
The good thing is I’m now back out working during the day and feeling great. I’ve bought some new clothes that are quite tight on me but I accept that it’s gonna be the case for a little while. I don’t mind. I accept how I am and I’m gonna work on making life better for myself little by little. I can’t do that through hating myself.
The aim for this week is to walk more through London during the week and to record a 25-30 mile week of runs. That’s definitely achievable. If I do that for the next month then I can drag myself out of this rut.
My plan to run 200 miles in December was ridiculous. I was setting myself up for failure. I now need to set myself up for success. 100 miles in January is my target and more importantly I want to stabilise my weight before I become a candidate for a mobility scooter.