That Place...

...that I'm trying to get out of. You know the one. The one where you can't find one good thing to say about yourself. You've gained those 10 pounds back (that were so hard to lose in the first place dagummit! and you should never have to lose the same weight twice!), your clothes don't fit and you are using elastics to extend the waist line on your favorite jeans (and no I am not pregnant- just chubby). I am trying to stay away from the "f" word (you know..... fat). It's hard.

We are training for a half marathon again- it's 6 weeks away and I'm scared that I wont be able to do it. My confidence is pretty much zilch at this point- probably because I can't pull myself out of "that place" and actually work out. But I am trying. I jogged 5 miles today, and if I had gone any slower I would have been crawling. But I felt better about myself afterwards.

I blog stalk this blog called "Love to Run" and this post totally expresses how I feel/what I need to do- just in a more positive way. Which, by the way is a new years resolution that I sometimes remember that I made. (Usually when Josh reminds me- be more positive).

That's all I have to say today.