Almost 2 months ago, I wrote about running a 5K with Corrina. That 5K was among the many things we did this weekend. I wrote about how I wanted to get in better shape and stop making excuses, drop a few pounds and run this thing with my daughter. Well, none of that has happened.
I thought that maybe I was just making excuses to get out of going to the gym. I thought that if I just set my mind to it, time would magically appear. Guess what. It didn't. If anything, I've had even less time. Between my husband's work schedule, the kids' activities, the daycare hours at the gym and of course, a finicky 3 year old, it has been almost impossible for me to get to the gym. I want to go. I love to go. I'm going to keep trying. Things are starting to settle down for us a little, so maybe there will be time.
Girls on the Run has been really great for Corrina. She has really enjoyed running. I think it's something she wants to keep doing. I want to do this with her. Like everything else, I can only try my best.
*Please note that I did not use the word fat to describe myself. After the race Saturday, I
posted a picture of us with the caption "the fat lady didn't die". I
was then lectured by my daughter about referring to myself as fat. I am pretty comfortable with my weight. I don't let being overweight define me. I don't sit around talking about it or hating myself for it. I'm comfortable with using the word "fat" jokingly. If it bothers her, though, I will stop!