Last year I had three huge running accomplishments
- my first 6 hour race at Tread
- my first 50k in Haliburton
- my first marathon at the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon
I could confidently say I was in the best shape of my life. Sure, there were jiggly bits that I was embarrassed of, but being able to run those distances easily (not fast, mind you) was an awesome feeling.
Now nearly a year later I cannot button up my shorts and I hate the way I feel. When I stopped distance running due to burning out, I started overrating. It's a vicious cycle, isn't it?
To be fair to myself, it's been a crazy last 6 months. After I stopped breast feeding my metabolism went in the toilet, a change in antidepressants threw me off balance for a while and now transitioning from being a stay at home mom to working part time (sitting down!) PLUS not having the cash to register for races has led to a perfect storm of muffin tops and shitty self esteem.
Good thing there is nowhere to go but up.
Starting today I'll start putting better (and less) food in my body. I'll commit to beig active and little by little I'll get my mojo back.