• I am still at 272, which means it wasn't a fluke or a blip! Super stoked.
• Yesterday evening I ran with some folks from my running group for a Pub Run my local Fleet Feet store puts on. We went to Big Ditch Brewing in downtown Buffalo and it was really fun! The best part was that I ran just over two miles at an unheard of average pace: 13:51! This is the first time since the time trials back in June that I've run so fast – in fact, I beat that time slightly. I guess I am getting used to running in the heat, among other things. I'm just getting better. I felt great during and after the run. PROGRESS, in all caps for sure.
As always, events like these are photographed. I do love that, and it is helping me get over my body stuff, but sometimes... I see a photo like this and I get really blergh. I'm not really discouraged or upset, just... well, here, see for yourself.
|Post-run socializing! (I'm the one in the orange cap, talking to one of my fave mentors, Pat, and my |
running pal Amy F.'s elbow, and one of my other favorite mentors, Liz, who is out of photo to the right.)
Anyway. I see that I have definitely slimmed down. But that stomach! The arm! Argh.
The stomach. Good lord. Will it ever be "normal" again?
Look, I know I am being all the things I don't want to be by talking like this. But, I am an open book and I want to be honest about my experience in all aspects. This is a biggie. A photo like this is really hard to see.
But I also know how awesome that body with all its funny proportions is. I'm going to look at this photo every day and try to think only of how I just ran my fastest two miles ever and how super psyched I am about it, rather than cry over how weird my stomach and arms are. That is just stupid, and I know it.
I will just leave it at that for now.