After having that little pity party for myself, I decided that a walk was just what the doctor ordered. It's something that I've been thinking about doing for the past week or so but just haven't gotten around to. Wouldn't you know I just had to do it at 9pm on a snowy night?
Of course, I hadn't realized that it was snowing when I opened the door outside. What a surprise to see everything coated in white as I was about to head out sans coat. I went back inside and got my coat, got my leather gloves from the car, and embarked on my journey.
The snow was falling in big, wet flakes, and the neighborhood was quiet and glistening! Beautiful, but cold. I probably should have worn a hat, too. But I was feeling good and my body performed well, another surprise this evening. In the past when I have started up walking again, I always have to go through a few days of shin pain and not being able to walk more than 10 minutes or so. Well, I guess what a difference 40 pounds (or even 20 for that matter) makes! This walk was almost effortless except for some very slight cramping in my side, no doubt from having just eaten dinner. Also, it's kind of hard to see where your feet are landing when your glasses are covered in snowflakes.
I ended up walking just over a mile in a time that is comparable to when I was last "into" my runs, about two years ago. In fact, based on the time I walked tonight (just over a 19 minute mile), I'll bet my running time would be among my best ever. I have to keep in mind that the last time I was really into running, I was about the same weight and that's as low as I got. I see SO much potential here! I am hopping back on the C25K train this week. Woo!
This may or may not affect the outcome of the scale tomorrow, but no matter. I feel fucking awesome.