Six months ago this week, I started a blog. I decided I had a lot to say and it seemed like people wanted to hear it. The outpouring of support that I received (and still do) has been overwhelming and beyond humbling. My family, friends and strangers who messaged, called, commented and continue to read are the reason why I write. I, honestly, can't say thank you enough. Thank you seems so little but I have no other words to express how awesome it makes me feel. I can't believe how far I've come in the last 6 months. At times, finding inspiration and cranking out posts is major work but I always find something to say (I've always been a talker!). I was once asked if I'm seeing a therapist in order to talk through my issues with self esteem and food. My answer, "Nope!" This blog is my therapy. My friends and readers are my therapists--don't ask, I'm not paying. Writing and blogging helps me work out all the crap in my head and demons I combat. I have no idea what the future of Sarah Chose Happy is but I take it in stride, write when I can and look for a story everywhere I go. Again, THANK YOU!
TOMORROW IS THE DAY! Those of you paying attention might remember that tomorrow I am running my very FIRST sanctioned race and it's a 10K through downtown Orlando. I'm 89 percent excited and 11 percent nervous. I probably haven't trained as much as one should in order to complete this run but that's because from day 1 it's been a run/walk event. I was able to complete 5.5 miles in 1 hour, 8 minutes over the weekend at about an average of 12:25 minute mile. I, honestly, just want to finish and not die. My left knee has been a real bitch the last few weeks and I'm trying not to push it too far. I took an extra rest day today and yesterday (normal rest day) I foam rolled and stretched until I cried. My legs were so tight and the rolling really helped but it hurt like a mother. As excited as I am to do this race, I'm super excited to get back to lifting. I took it (relatively) easy this week in order to not blow out my legs and suffer soreness. I like running but I think I like it more when it's not something I HAVE to do but want to do. Most of my excitement over the 10K is doing it alongside my ride or die, Kate. We've never done anything like this together because, well, I was fat and couldn't keep up. It took me losing 85 pounds and her being 7 months pregnant for us to be on level. Just kidding, she can still blow me out of the water.
I'm Orlando bound in a few hours to eat a well-balanced dinner and get to bed early. My reward for finishing? New sneakers and something carb laced. It's the day I'll burn enough to earn a big ol' treat! I hope everyone has a fantastic weekend! Please pray for me and for no rain.