15:34

I started this blog on November 8 2007, almost one year ago and I don't really have anything to show for it. that's disappointing, but it's a reality check.

i took a nearly 2 month hiatus, mostly due to moving, but i'm back now and am re-motivated. i went to google pedometer and mapped out my neighborhood and all the different routes I could take and how long each one was. i printed them out and want to laminate them or something and draw out of a hat which one to do in the morning. speaking of, i've been waking up early, like way before my alarm and struggling to go back to sleep.

this morning at 6:40 on the dot, a full hour before i needed to get up. i was thirsty, so i got up, drank some water, and put my gym clothes on and went to the gym. i decided that instead of just doing a machine for a set period of time, i didn't HAVE much time so i would do one mile.

one mile doesn't sound like a lot. it's really not that far. but i told myself it was an incentive to work towards that goal. and as i chugged along on the elliptical machine, i thought about when i was in grade school and high school when the PE teachers used to make us run the mile, and how much i hated it. it was always a race, even though nobody ever admitted it. it sucked being the last person on the track, watching people lap me, and watch everyone else walk back to the gym while i was still out there being tortured, watched by the pe teacher with the stop watch. anything over 12 minutes was considered really bad. i think once it took me as long as 18 minutes. for one mile. that's pathetic.

so this morning at the gym, when i was thinking about all of this and noticed it was taking me four minutes to do 1/4 of a mile (one lap on the track, back in high school), the same amount of time my best friend from high school would race to do one mile (he was an athlete), i decided to just do the one mile, and make it my goal to improve my time. hence the title of this post.

15 minutes and 34 seconds. that's slow. but it's better than 18. just like 267.5, how much i weighed this morning (my scale is off though, but it's the consistent one i use) is too much, but it's better than the 290 i started off as.

baby steps. last night instead of crap food, i had veggie lasagna and a salad. i wont mention the wine and the slice of pizza. but it's an improvement. and this morning i had oatmeal and applesauce and water.

my boyfriend asked me this weekend, (yes! i have a boyfriend now, by the way. he's a good motivator to go to the gym, plus we both have a membership and go together) "hey you want to do a 5k with me?" and i had to tell him no, because i would be the LAST person out there and that would be humiliating (i didn't tell him that). and then i said, "maybe if it was in a few months" because it's in three weeks. after thinking about it, i really started to believe that if i had a few months, then maybe i COULD do a 5k. and then i thought about this blog, how i've failed at it, and how many peoples blogs i used to read whose goals were to do a 5k and i thought, maybe i can do it. and at the bottom of the pile of distance-sorted pedometer maps is 3.15 miles, .05 miles longer than the 5k.

so i'm back, and im going to keep track of things on here better. i want to see all the numbers go down.