OK, I’ve picked myself up off the floor. I wiped away my tears. Took a deep breath, put on my running shoes and walked my butt into a gym. I forgot how scary and intimidating joining a gym can be. Everyone looks so fit and healthy. Maybe in a few weeks I’ll look like them. Ha!

As my second day on the treadmill, I forgot how good it feels to run. I did run at a slower pace, but it helped me run more comfortably for a longer time. I’m disappointed in myself for not running longer. I definitely should have ran more than I did. I ran to one song and would walk to the next. I wasn’t sore. I wasn’t exhausted. I also wasn’t eager to run another few minutes.

I have to get over this mental block. When I started running, I could barely go 30 seconds without huffing and puffing. Now I can run 5 minutes. That’s a big deal for me. I somehow keep telling myself I can’t run longer than 5 minutes.

I think it’ll get easier to run as I lose weight. Think about it, when you carry a heavy bag of groceries, you walk slower. Why? Because it’s extra weight holding you down. It’s no different for me. I’ll be able to move faster when I have less to carry

This is my weekly goal: I want to run longer than 5 minutes.