Showing posts with label changes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label changes. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Change Is Inevitable

To much is going on to do fat stats today. Tomorrow though - swears!

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There's nothing you can do about it, change is going to happen rather you want it to or not.

Sometimes though, change comes about, and you have no one to blame but yourself.

I've lived in the same area for 17 years now. Mr. MT has lived here 31 years. We've been thinking for some time about relocating to a different area - probably sometime this coming summer. So when we saw a couple of job openings last week, we thought "what the hell".

Well, that "what the hell" has turned into 2 job offers. In a city that is 3 hours away and where I don't know anyone.

We are going to go for it. And I'm scared. Really scared. And sad. And nervous. And emo. And worried. And excited. And now I'm in tears.

Most pertinent to this blog though, I'm going to miss my FGS like a mother fucker. She's my work buddy. She's my gym buddy. She's my gawd damn blogging buddy.

Now I'm crying for real, so I'm just going to leave you with this.

You cannot and will never be replaceable FGS.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

How Things Change

In the moment time seems to drag by.

Just shy of 7 months ago Fat Girl Slim and me started the Couch to 5K program. Our first "runs" (and I use the term loosely) alternated 60 seconds of walking with 90 seconds of walking. And it was hard. I complained, and wheezed, and thought I might have a heart attack.

We followed the entire C25K program and ran our 5K in April. It took just over 37 minutes, and that was running way to fast. I seriously believed FGS was going to puke. The rest of that day I was wrecked! I laid around and took a nap for a few hours.

I ran 4 miles at the gym during lunch today. In 47 minutes no less. I know that's not record setting speed, but for me it IS! I'm not gonna say it was easy, cause I busted it out today. I spent the last mile slowly increasing from a 4.8 mph to 6.5 mph at the very end. I could barely breath, but I CAN DO IT!

My body has changed. My endurance boggles my mind! We ran 10 miles this last Saturday morning (in 2 hours & 16 minutes!). Did I lay around all day afterwards? Nope. Did I need a nap? Nope. Was I wrecked afterwards? NO WAY!!!

Why? Cause I AM a runner beyotches!

I can't wait until my thighs and ass look like this!!!