So I've decided to jump on the bandwagon and participate in NaBloPoMo.
Seeing as how I barely manage to compose one post a month (and let's be honest that one post is nothing to get excited about) the fact that I am going to try to post every day for a month should be...interesting to say the least.
Maybe it'll help me decide once and for all if this blogging thing is for me.
I've had a few posts bouncing around in my head. That is almost always the case though. It's the getting them out of my head and typed out, into words that make sense, that I struggle with.
I like a challenge though.
Speaking a challenges, I went to the gym tonight. It's pretty bad when you walk in and the guy who works there says "Where have you been!?" It was definitely embarrassing, but the more I think about it maybe I should be flattered? Anyway, I digress, I challenged myself to run a mile without stopping tonight.
Now I realize that doesn't seem like much at all and for most people it would be/is a piece of cake, but for me...not so much.
I seriously haven't ran a mile without stopping since high school, sophomore year in high school actually (the final year I was required to take P.E.) and even then I hated every second of it.
I was doing pretty well until about the final 1/4 mile and then something started rubbing or poking me in the foot, not quite sure which. I guess running without having really even having walked in a new (to me) pair of shoes may not have been the best idea. I did my best to ignore it and kept running though it and I can proudly say I finished!
I can't say it felt all that great though. I ended up with a blister on my foot (I can't pinpoint if I fixed the problem or not because of the blister's presence now) and as soon I finished the mile I was useless. I seriously thought I was going to be sick. I went upstairs to lift some weights, but I pretty much just sat on one of the machines sipping my water. I was pretty bummed because I really enjoy lifting weights and was looking forward to. When I finally decided to stand up and attempt to do something I only felt worse, so I just drove my self home. Pathetic!
I did meet my challenge though and like I said I am proud of myself for that! Now that the nausea is starting to wear off I'm even beginning to feel pretty darn good about it.
Now let's see if I can complete the NaBloPoMo challenge.
I'm hoping it's painless (for me as the writer and for any readers)!
1 down 29 more to go!