So my friend, I won't name names, is crazy. She thinks it will be fun to RUN a half marathon. She told me about it, then told me that I am running it with her. Wait, what? Me? I only run after the ice cream man. I am NOT a runner. I will work out at the gym, dance, vacuum, do whatever for exercise, but running, not me. After some thought, I decide I will run with her in the evenings and I will see how it goes. Well, the first run she took me on, was a mile. A MILE!! Who does that? Apparently her.
Now, every time we run, she yells at me to go further and tells me not to stop. She is like my own personal Jillian Michaels, except not as scary and she hasn't called me a wimp (at least not yet).
We have only been doing it for a little over a week now and I LOVE IT!! Who would have thought?!?!?!? When I am done, I feel so good. I also picture myself skinny and that helps me run! So, hopefully with Sergeant Lacey (I guess I named names) yelling at me to keep going and Weight Watchers as my diet, my big bootie will melt away.
Then in December, tune in to see if we do it.
13 miles of goodness.
p.s. Mama is bringing Weight Watchers Wednesdays back. That way you can keep up with my progress and if you're trying to drop some LB's maybe I can help motivate you!