Some of you may know this, but many of you probably don't, but I lost my dad 2 1/2 years ago to a sudden massive heart attack. He was 59. I turned 30 in January and had an "Oh shit!" moment. I couldn't let this be the start of the last half of my life. I've always enjoyed hiking, and would do that at least once a week. I started trying to go hiking more last year and kinda failed at it, I was lazy and just didn't feel like putting a whole lot of effort into it.
Then I hit 30. I made a New Year's resolution to stop drinking soda (hahahaha), stop eating as much fast food, and start working out more. I did stop drinking soda (for two months) and have cut down on my fast food intake. The one I thought would be the hardest to keep is the one I've stuck with the most. I don't do a lot of upper body stuff, but I do run three times a week. When I say "I run three times a week," I don't mean two miles, I've managed to up my distance to at least 7 miles a run. It makes me really happy. Running has become my preferred stress relief.
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May '12 |
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May '13 after my first 5k |
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August '13 after Warrior Dash |
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Me and my medal |
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Jumping the fire. |
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April '12 on the left and Sept. '13 on the right |
Not only has running helped relieve stress, I've also lost almost 30 pounds! Weight loss isn't my goal, but it is a nice side effect of trying to be healthy. By this time next year, I'd like to be training for the Chicago Marathon. I'm not sure if I have what it takes to do it, but I'd sure like to give it a try.
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