A Day of Firsts

Today has been a day of firsts for me.... a day of change....and quite frankly a day of patting myself on the back. I started the day off by waking up at 7 am and heading to the gym. This was major for me because I am a mother of a newborn and I cherish every ounce of sleep that I'm able to get. My son work me up 10 minutes early because he remembered the conversation at dinner where I proclaimed that I would be returning to the gym....that kid and his memory. 


So I get up, get on my workout clothes and head to the gym. It was weird but when I got there I was very nervous. I was going to a new gym and did not know what to expect.  I sat in the car for like 2 minutes before grabbing my Ipod and walking to the gym. Half way there I realized that I left my towel at home...I threw up my hands, announced defeat and walked back to the truck. Halfway back to the truck I realized that if I went back home to get a towel, I would not return. I know me. I would probably come up with an excuse as to how I didn't have enough gas in the truck or something so instead I said eff the towel, turned around and entered the gym. We're not going to talk about how the gym was FULL at 7 something in the morning. Nor are we going to talk about how I was the only African American and the only young person in there ... nope we're not going to discuss that. We will only discuss that I did my time on the treadmill and bike, worked up a good sweat, had thighs that were on FIRE and felt great when I walked out. I felt great for the rest of the day. Talk about ENERGY! I was like this

and then some!

 
I had so much energy that after talking to my homegirl I decided that I wanted to take up running. I think the energy did something to my brain cells but once I made the decision, I went through with it which brings me to my second FIRST of the day......running! I was excited about running but realistic at the same time. I have not worked out in 9 months and I know that running is a BIG deal. Fortunately for me I had my family backing me and agreeing to run with me. So with much confidence and support I put on my workout clothes, laced my son's sneakers, packed the truck and headed to the park. My intention was to start out with a walk and increase until I was jogging but my son had other plans and I'm thankful for him. This little boy would NOT let me walk. He was like no way mom! You said you wanted to run, we're going to run! So I ran. I ran two laps which was equivalent to 1/2 mile. My chest hurt and I was breathing hard but I felt GOOD! Unfortunately Mother Nature did not agree with our little outing and it began to rain. Oh well. I think I did good for my FIRST run! I'm looking forward to doing it daily and increasing not only my pace but my mileage.

So here is to a day of FIRSTS! My first time at the gym in 2013 and my first time running. Yay!

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KL