I had a shitty run today. 7 miles of pain. I wasn’t expecting it to be great with it being first of the year, but still it sucked.
When I’m struggling on a run like this, I’ll blame everyone and everything including the act of jogging itself.
Today was different.
I finally accepted that the reason I’m struggling with running is due to my lifestyle choices.
This is not something to get down about.
In the past I’d feel upset with myself for letting myself slip, but this would just feed into a vicious cycle where I’d eat worse to feel better and drink more to feel less.
I’d end up back at step 1 and take to Facebook or Twitter to brag about how I was eating junk food but still running and giving two fingers to the world.
Blind defiance for the sake of it, when it was really just me that I was hurting.
I have been hampering my own progress for quite some time now..
And it can’t go on. I’m tired of boring you with fucking tales of me eating blocks of Cheese for fun.
It’s boring and I’m helping no-one.
So today instead of eating the wrong foods to ‘make up’ for doing badly, I’ve kept to the diet and I’ve stuck to my plans with a determination that I have seen from myself in a year or two.
I won’t transform myself completely over the course of 31 days, but I can make real fucking progress by continuing on with Dryathlon and eating better with Weight Watchers over the next month.
Today will be my last ever bad run for quite some time. It will only get better from here.
On entering the Liverpool Half Marathon 2013 for inspiration
So what’s your inspiration for running?
Mine at the moment is to not look like this at the Liverpool Half Marathon 2013.
I have printed this picture out and attached it to my refrigerator door.
This alone will be motivate me through January and through part of February until Brighton.
I might not be able to change the fact that I resemble an angry leprechaun on stilts, but I can lose body fat and improve my pace.
No more excuses.
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by Matt the Angry Jogger
Matt lost 70lbs through running and has ran 13 half marathons and 4 full ones. He hates health freaks with a fucking passion and loves cheese and cider.
Your first paragraph could have been my words today! I also ran 7 miles and it was HARD because of all the crap I’ve been eating. Good blog.
Anxiety. If I dont run, anxiety will run my life.
Fellow runners inspire me.
Hey 7 is better than none, i wasn’t prepared for the temp increase here where i live and it sucked to do 3 miles. I turned around got home undressed and went back out for 3 more.